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If I didn't have enough reasons to be sad before, now I have one more. My hair. I wanted it cut, so today we went to the place to do it. I choose a haircut from one of the books they have and the lady starts cutting my hair. In the haircut I wanted my hair would've reached about mid-neck. They way the lady started cutting it, it ended up being right under my ear...that's like a good 2 inches!!! What the fuck was she thinking?? I was very very close to getting very very angry at her. But I kept it in. Because I have a plan. My plan is to hide in a corner, or under a rock for about 6 months, after which it will be all good, right? So what if I'm a pastey shade of brown after...