I thought of the Sunday morning
when I complained of my damaged hair.
However, I found out that getting rid of it is the best answer.
Why didn't I think of it earlier?!
So...
Here I am with my new haircut!
Mom took some pictures of my healthy hair
free of any damaged hair.
My hair's shorter,
but I'm happier!
I feel good~!
Mom: (Click!)
Me: "Let me see. Hmmm... Can you step back a little and get my whole hair?"
Mom: "Okay. Oh, but I can't see your hair because you're wearing black."
Me: (Turning around to see Mom) "Really?"
Mom: (Click!)
Me: Umma! Ha, ha, ha!
Me: (Turning around to see Mom) "Really?"
Mom: (Click!)
Me: Umma! Ha, ha, ha!