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These things happen only after a night shift...

Felt kinda bummed when I came home. Tried to write something, but wasn't really in the mood. Nothing all that good to read. So I decided to go shopping.

But didn't feel like shopping either...

Went to the closest hairdresser. Said I want a short hair, please.

Yeah. Good idea. Well.... actually, yes it was. I like the new style. Don't look like a messy idiot anymore.

Anyhoo. Maybe now I'll feel a bit less restless. And will not go to get a tattoo or things.