I just got my hair cut. And spent too much money on Maccas and a U2 magazine.
I hate getting my hair cut, It's always a worry. Usually I get a bad haircut from my hairdresser, but I keep going. I'm afraid of change. Today it was a really big step to ask for a number 3 on the sides rather than my usual number 2. I always think it's too short but I never have the courage to get it cut a little longer. I wonder if I will ever be able to change hairdressers? I'm feeling not.
My hair smells too. That's the other downside of a hair cut, they put styling stuff in. At the moment I smell like orange.
But my hair is shorter, that's a good thing.
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