So yesterday I went to the saloon I always go to have trim my hair.
It's necessary to get your hair cut regularly and mine hasn't been trimmed for like 5 months because I wanted it to grow.
I finally decided to trim it after a long time because I could see the ends of my hair were really dry.
Usually when I visit that saloon I'd always ask the boss to cut my hair, not anyone else.
Unfortunately, she was busy doing her own hair yesterday wtfff
So I thought, okay maybe for this once I'd let others cut my hair.
Then this lady came to me and asked me what style I want.
Told her that I just want back the shape and trim it just a bit like one inch or so.
I couldn't really see because I took out my spectacles (not wearing contact lenses obviously) so I tried my best to trust her and let her do what she wants.
When she was finally done with my hair I realized that it was all too late.
Came home and I mourned for my hair.
Like seriously.
Cried for almost an hour and this was the worst cry I have this year.
Then I had to hold myself to stop crying because I had tuition.
Later on, I just told myself to fuck it and just tie my hair up for the rest of the month.
Moral of the story : Don't let anyone touch your hair unless you trust him/her.
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