Haircut

I told myself a few months ago, that if I were rejected and finally over that one guy, I would do the Japanese schoolgirl thing and cut my hair.

Today, I cut my hair. It wasn’t because of him or anyone told me to do so. I cut it because it annoyed the hell out of me. However, I thought that if I did cut my hair, I would be over him. . . It didn’t work. I don’t know. It’s just something I’ll have to live with, I guess.

I can’t think of him without smiling, I can’t sit in class without stealing a glance his way, I can’t help. . . .liking him.