Tuesday, August 3, 2004

my haircut sucks.I hope my hair grows faster.

I had a haircut, and the truth is: it sucks. I never thought I'd give that much a damn about it, but it really does. When I came out of the shop I felt that this was the worst thing that coulda happened to me. My brothers laughed at me, and that was when I really couldn't take it. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, so I cried in the open. After that they were trying to console me. Now when I think about it I probably felt humiliated.

My mood didn't change when I went to school this morning either..I could feel the snickers from behind my back and the stifled gasps of laughter. I felt that people were trying not to offend me by saying it(the cursed crappy haircut) suited me. I really couldn't face society looking like a disaster from the 60's. So I wandered aimlessly around the school during recess, hoping that I wouldn't see anyone and vice versa.

Then later when I faced reeis and aiori I felt so stupid..and guilty. Guilty for being so outwardly cold towards them. Stupid for the sake of my haircut.

Now that I'm home and shielded from the world by four cement walls, I feel better for the fact that noone can laugh at me. And now I have a cold which is blocking my ears, feel a bit whoozy cause I haven't had my lunch.