when you try your best but you don't succeed* and your hair is too long

So. We ran out of Coldplay tickets. Actually, there were available tickets as of last night, but for seats with a restricted view. "I'm pretty sure you're going to be blocked," said the guy at the SISTIC counter. I said nevermind. Come on, why pay $158 when you can't even see Chris Martin's ass??? Of course, for some it would be worth it to see the band play their songs live but it's just not worth the price for me. I need/want to see Chris Martin's ass! 

I was sad for quite a bit but I thought of other things I can do with the money. I have quite a lot of items on my shopping list.

******

I cut my hair today. You read that right. I did it myself. I was combing my hair and realized I was really tired of carrying all that extra weight so I grabbed the scissors and cut it. The moment I lost all that old hair, I instantly felt lighter.

No, I'm not going Britney. I just need time to figure out what I want to do with my hair before I go to the pros. But I totally understand Britney when she grabbed the razor and shaved her head. Cutting/shaving your hair has a cathartic effect. Like you're starting anew.

But for me, it was just about losing the weight. I've got enough on me already. Hahaha. 

*Fix You, Coldplay