Well...not that new and exciting, I must admit, but it is certainly a haircut.
Though, I was most annoyed at the price. I was all brave and daring and went to to the School of Hair and Beauty (or whatever it's called) place, you know, where the trainees practice? I figured it would be cheaper, and so worth the risk that it might all get screwed up mightily.
But no, it wasn't cheaper at all! It cost about the same as my hairdresser's back home. Admittedly that's in Hamilton, and one can hardly claim high fashion, but still, I could have gone to one of the cheap chain things, and got one that was much cheaper.
Bloody ripoffs. *pouts*
But, what's done is done, and I now have new hair. So...what do we reckon?
In other news, I managed to drop off a few more resumes around town, and pick up a Saturday Age for job-hunting on my Mum's assistance.
Guess what I'll be doing tomorrow, then.
