So today (actually just a few minutes ago) I decided to straighten my hair. Because, ya know, my hair is like a kinky curly and it's annoying, but people say it's beautiful.
ANYWAYS.
I started to straighten it and it was...well...dead. Or maybe my hair dryer was on too high of a level...I go with the first doe.
So I was like...ya know what? -goes to my moms room and find scissors- Let's have a field day with my hair.
So I just started choppin it off. Yeah. I'm an idiot. But I really hate my hair. Like...forreal.
I swept up a whole bunch of it. My hair be too thick.
BUT the thing is I'm not allowed to cut my hair.
I don't know guys. My dad is a total retard.
Sooooo I just cut a lot of dead hair off. Now it's uneven and probably still dead.
It probably would have been halfway down my back if I didn't cut it.
Sigh. I wish I could put something in my hair and make it magically grow.
Wait...
Isn't that called Bosley? or however you spell it...I'm not for sure.
I'm not even sure that stuff works but when I start going bald (which I doubt I will unless I shave my head) imma get that stuff.
Well...until I have more to say....
Byyeeeee!!!!
