Hairy Stories.

Thursday night, I got into a huge fight with my boy. He disappeared for two hours and just said that he fell asleep. Sounds innocent enough. But what rankled me was the lack of effort. Plus the fact that it’s happened more times than I can count. I never disappear for hours on end without telling him what I’m up to. He said I was making a big deal out of nothing. I told him he was an insensitive asshole. Yup, I’m a drama queen but I thought (still think) that I was right. I was so pissed that I stormed out of the house without telling him where I was going.

Times like this, I could have used a friend. Unfortunately, two of my bestest buds were not in the city. I would’ve gotten drunk with them. So, I went out with no idea where to go or what to do. Getting drunk on my own was too depressing and humiliating for me. I decided to just buy some DVDs and just walk off my anger. But as I was walking towards my favorite DVD store, I passed by a salon. Right then and there, I decided to have my hair color changed.

I know I wasn’t thinking clearly. Looking back, I don’t know if I did it for myself, for revenge, whatever. All I know is that I went inside the salon, picked a color, and voila, became an instant blond. Well, dark/medium blond, anyway. I looked horrible.

The moral lesson of my story? Never let anger get the best of you. Look at what it did to me! I’m stuck with this terrible hair color for a week before I can have it changed without damaging my hair. Also, do not have your hair done in those cheap salons like I did. I usually have my hair done in a Korean salon or at Fix but I was acting stupid that time and I thought it would turn out pretty okay, I guess. But whatever. I’ll just have to grin and bear it and work this ‘do like it’s the best ‘do in the world.