My hairy mess of an affair

I'd really love to report that my short hiatus from blogging was a result of intense revision but that is just far from the unholy truth.

I'm just trying to recover from my traumatic experience of rebonding my short bob (it used to resemble one, but now, i only have iron-flat wispy things on my scalp) To make matters worse, today, i decided to re-visit the hairdresser and demanded for a "voluminizing haircut" in spite of her incessant protests and warnings that it may not work out.

I shall shoot myself for being so stubborn, shortly after posting this entry, of course.

Much to my dismay/disgust/disenchantment, my "hair" is in an abominal state. Such horror. Objectionable, really. Thus by far, i'm at my ugliest-test state EVER.

Your head's jinxed and you know damn well why, Nas. Next time, just don't chop off hair on impulse. It sinks you and your confidence to the most abysmal of states. Somehow, the effect of pouring an immense amount of chemicals on my head must have befuddled my brain/senses.

However, the only light in all of this is that this entry comes across as rather eloquent, don't you think?

It took me less than ten minutes to type this. I'm proud of myself. Ha.

P/S: This was typed on impluse, without prior planning (like most, if not all of my entries) Excuse me if i sound so smug but i believe i'm entitled to it, considering the circumstances. I resemble a cancer patient in the midst of chemo- except that i am not suffering form cancer.

:(

I gave up on mids long ago, since the grim ripper stole the soul from my hair. It felt worse than the break-up. Yeah, hair's damn important, you all. Watching Rachel from F.R.I.E.N.D.S flip her golden locks makes me bawl. Don't you say i'm superficial- i'm anything BUT.

*laughs like a loony*

You have to understand that it was my crowning glory for just a short moment in time. It marked everything wonderful! Now it's gone (along with that everything wonderful)! This year just got a whole lot more awful. But, it'll turn around. Hair grows. & i'm not about to let myself end up a goner.