I got my hair cut yesterday at a salon for the first time in my entire life. A friend from back home had long expressed an interest in giving me a makeover and getting me clothes that aren’t black. My hair lately has been very unkempt if not in a pony tail and almost Liu Kang in style (or at least like Robin Shou’s hair). So I went to a salon where a friend of a friend worked and basically said that the hair was still going to be long-ish but not below the chin. Otherwise they were free to do whatever. It was kind of nerve-wracking because I’ve never given so little direction.

My friends who saw it said they really liked it and that I looked kind of like a mod rocker. It’s so drastically different it’s going to take me a while to get used to since I’ve never had my hair styled before. Today’s the day I find out just how lazy about maintaining it I can be since they used some styling paste to shape it after blow drying it. Thing is I usually leave the apartment right after showering. In the morning the only thing I really do about my personal appearance is shave and comb my hair, so any extra work will seem like a huge deal.