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So I went to get a haircut on Saturday. When the hairdresser asked me what I wanted, I felt like I was being interrogated like every time I try to buy sushi rolls during lunch peak hour. It usually goes like this:

From 2m away, chick behind the counter, ’ Next waiting please! HI! WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE?!’

Me, 2m from her, really want to try something new, but can’t see anything from this far, under time pressure, only manage to quickly say the words that I can think of before I get pushed away, ’ Um! Chilli prawns and California please!’ And then only after I pay for my ultimate usual sushi rolls, I realise that this time, I actually really want to try that steak sushi roll. Dammit. SO. MUCH. PRESSURE.!

Same thing happened on Saturday. Under who-knows-what pressure, I nervously told her that she could do anything with my hair. Dangerous words yea? I know! Luckily though, she didn’t do anything that crazy because I told her I still gotta face my colleagues daily. A good 20 minutes later, my hair was all good at the front. But the back of it went through a drastic change and let’s just say I got a thick weird tail. I would not like to elaborate on this. I walked outside but just had to get back right in to change it to a rather normal hair style. My hair is now all normal and short like a few years ago!

Lesson learnt: Let’s just stick with my existing hair style. Shall we?

• Failing a test you studied really hard for
• Getting replaced in a friendship
• Getting ignored 
• Having something that you’re looking forward to, get cancelled
• Having to fight back tears in front of people
• Finding out that the person you like, likes someone else
• Goodbyes