When I had my mustache ~ Jolly as could be, very friendly, very enthusiastic about life. When I began shaving my mustache in the mirror ~ Man, It's been like years since I've seen myself without a bit of hair there. This might get me more women, being all clean and such! Immediately after shaving ~ Man, It looks like I'm 18 again. Not a bad thing, per say, but wow. This is... different yet familiar. Day After ~ Okay, everyones like 'Whoa dude never seen you without that!' (I hadn't shaved it off since getting a job at REI, big camping store) Four days after ~ WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. I HATE MY LIFE. I'M GOING TO POST DEPRESSING THINGS ON FACEBOOK. SAD LOVE SONGS. CRYING ALL THE TIME! Point of post; Don't shave.