About a month ago I decided I needed a change. So I texted my hairdresser and made an appointment.
So, as a result. I got bangs.
I have spent two weeks with my new style and I am here to take you through a play by play of the last fourteen days.
The day of, when I got the reminder my appointment was at 2 pm...
My best friend right before my appointment...
How I spent the rest of my day and then the next two...
Waking up the day after my fresh cut and getting ready...
Me while I am in class, at work, driving, and pretty much just all of the time...
Trying to take a selfie...
How I feel after a week of putting up with the annoying things...
But then I see someone who hasn't seen my new hairstyle...
The dreaded days I wake up late for class or work...
And when I get the "banging bangs" comment...
So now I am basically forever stuck in two different moods...
Either...
Or...
And then when people try to tell me about my own hair and the decision I made to cut my hair...