Me and my new hair
I got a haircut yesterday. Almost half of my hair was snipped off! I'm definitely not exaggerating here. Even though my hair is still long, the thickness is way thinner and much of my curls has been snipped off. I felt kind of regretful because I really love my curls.
My phone conversation with one of the hairdresser is really amusing. I called the place up to book an appointment before going there. Here's how the conversation went:
Hairdresser: What's your name?
Me: Angeline
Hairdresser: How do you spell that?
Me: A...N...G
Hairdresser:B?
Me: No it's G
Hairdresser: B?
Me: G for giraffe
Who in the world would say G for giraffe? It sounds so unsophisticated, unglamourous and juvenile. But at least he understood.
My back and arms are still aching from the intense exercise I got on friday. Opportunely, dance lesson is cancelled for 2 weeks because the instructor has a production going on. Really wonder how would I be dancing when I can't even bring up my arms without feeling any pain.
I read somewhere that ice-cream triggers the parts of your brain that make you fell happy. I seriously need an ice-cream overload. But that would make me even more depress because my weight would be on the rise. I'll abosolutely choose thin and sad over fat and slightly less sad. Haha!