I always said that I would never have my hair cut off so that it was short. I NEVER wanted short hair. I loved my long hair, and I never thought I would look good in short hair.
Well, this afternoon, oh, about an hour ago, I got my hair cut. SHORT. It's up to my chin now, cut in a bob and curled underneath. So. But I like it though. For a little while (days) I'd been thinking about gettign my hair cut short. I was so sick of my long hair. I never did anything with it except put in the occassional colour but that took forever anyways because of the length of my hair, AND I always had to buy two packets of hair colour each time I wanted to change it. It gets expensive, buying double of everything because my hair was too long for one packet of "Napro Livecolour" to be sufficient.
Plus, I've had long hair for as long as I can remember. YEARS. BORING! I needed a change. So...I cut off my hair. Well, actually, I went to the hairdressers, and they cut off my hair, but you know what I mean.
It took my dad forever to convince though to let me get it cut. He hasn't seen it yet. I think I betetr practice my CPR though, for when he gets home tonight. He's always liked my long hair and it took forever to talk him into letting me get it cut short. He always had a fit even when I just got a trim and the split ends removed.
It's different. But I'm glad I got it done. No point in having long hair for my whole life. Besides, it'll grow. It's just hair.
Watch me freak out about it tomorrow when it really hits me what I've done.