Saturday, August 7, 2010

Gimme a head with hair

OKAY TECHNICALLY IT IS AUGUST 7TH BUT WE'LL JUST IGNORE THAT RIGHT NOW. Let's pretend I'm on the west coast! I didn't miss a day there!

I was planning on talking about my hair because I don't really have anything else interesting to talk about (not that this is particularly interesting either). I was looking through a photo album from when I was three and four and I realized that my hair color then is basically the hair color I have now. So, it's like what the fuck? Why couldn't my hair have just stayed that color so I wouldn't have to dye it? I think that's really inconsiderate, hair. Change back so I don't have to do my roots before school starts.

When I first realized this, I thought that I had made some sort of profound link between my hair color and going back to my childhood. But then I realized I don't mind growing up. I'm actually looking forward to going to college and shit. I just want my old hair color back because that color looks better on me than brown. It also used to be straight. But nope, it had to get curly too. I hate my hair.

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