Everytime something strikes me hard, I lose control and snip my hair. This is something in me that have always been there since....few years back? I know right....but that's really just it.

The feeling just comes to me. I been wanting to keep it since the previous haircut but I don't know why, I just couldn't stand the sight of my hair growing anymore. I just had to do it. I guess sometimes you really need that kinda moment of folly thing, before it keeps dragging on.

I guess I really lost it.