to cut, or not to cut--- TO CUT!

Since last month, I was contemplating on cutting my hair. I mean, it grew so long. Longer than what I actually envisioned at first.

Regarding how much my hair got so long, different people have different takes. My cousin told me I looked like a Samurai; Others are mistaking me for a girl, at first glance; My aunt thinks I look like a no good punk; While others liked it.

Every time its hot though, my hair becomes unbearable. Makes me want to shave it completely, going bald all the way. Plus, my friends are always telling me to cut it! Haha! Dale suggested an "emo" cut (I assume its those short, spiky hair but with bangs), while Pilep suggested to go semi-kalbo. Haha.

I was actually tempted to cut it. But then I look in the mirror and see my LONG, STRAIGHT hair. Hahaha! Makes me say: "Cut it? Nah. Sayang naman. Just wait for it to get a little bit longer!" And besides, the stylist might murder it, and I'd have to wait months before it grows again! Hahaha!

But this week, I decided to finally cut it. 8 months worth of growing my hair. Cut it. Cut my misery. Cut it before I get so 'attached' to my "long, straight hair." Cut it before my hair's ego gets a case of Adonis complex. lol.

So yesterday, off I go to my mom's stylist Tito Jun (he's actually gay but I still call him 'tito'). This is the same guy who did my hair 8 months ago. I actually wanted to chop his head off that time because he cut my bangs unevenly as fuck.

Anywho, the time has come. We're in my mom's office where Jun usually cuts our hair. There's no mirror here... that's the primary culprit because you won't know what you'll look like until after the hair cut! Hahaha!

I was sitting on my mom's couch when Jun arrived. Next thing I know, he's already touching my hair!

FUCK! (panics)

Me: "Ay teka.. Tito Jun, eto yung gusto kong gupit ah.." (directed him to the laptop where I 'researched' different hair cuts from the net... yes, I'm that critical this time.. haha).
Jun: "Ahh.. ganda ah. Naku, mag-mumukha kang lalong koreano diyan" (for some reasons, he likes Korean hairstyles)

I COMPLETELY showed him the picture so he'll follow it religiously, zoom in and zoom out! Last thing I want to happen is him fucking up my hair again! Haha!

After about a half an hour, he's done.

And the verdict:
I actually like it. When I cut my very long hair and don't feel sorry for it, that means I actually like it. Right? ;p

My mom said, "Mahaba pa rin". My ate said, "Yuck.. mukha kang bakla!" (everything metro-sexual for her is "bakla".. hahaha). But the most important thing is, I'm not disappointed with the hair cut. As I've said, I've been dying to cut it anyway. ;p

Hence, my love affair with Goody pony-tail holders and headbands are finally over! Gone are the days of "Hi ma'am... ay, sir pala!"

Hahaha! ;p