Yesterday i went ahead and got my hair trimmed.
After all, prom is in about 2/3 weeks so i figured if i trim my hair now it would look alright by prom.
"Relayer my hair..no new layers! Just trim my old ones. I dont want it too short, trim off about a centimeter . My hair is pretty flat now and i want my volume back"
I gave
the hairdresser CLEAR instructions. I refuse to call her
my hairdresser because she destroyed my crowning glory.
SOB

sob.

sob.

snip . snip . snip.
i wasn't paying attention to her, i was too busy reading Vogue.
There was this one instance where i looked up at the lady who was sweeping my snipped hair into her ...sweeping...bin??
and DAMN
bugger cut enough hair to produce wigs.
(note : wig'S. PLURAL.)
i was about to screeaaaam.but i didnt say anything. I thought she knew what she was doing, so i waited anxiously for her to stop, afterall she was the one holding scissors about an inch from my head.
haha?
she cut my hair from its roots. Its ROOTS.
i said CUT 1 centimeter, i didnt say LEAVE 1 centimeter.
HOLY MOTHER OF MERCY.
My once thick , luscious , long locks
(yes, i am exagerating. my blog i can say whatever i want!)
has been morphed into thin , sharp, porcupine hair.
Its poofy on the top and frikkin THIN at the bottom.

ew.
Prom .
2/3 weeks.
Oh boy.
My family members wouldnt stop calling me japanese
Im fine having jap blood but im not okay having jap HAIR.
no offense. i look lala.
i look like a scene wannabe

i look horrible.
My dad even commented that as i was approaching his car, he thought i was a random sesat japanese girl . Thanks dad, thanks.
Maybe i should go ahead and get a tattoo on my face and multiple face piercings.
SINCE I LOOK LIKE TRASH, MIGHT AS WELL EMBRACE IT.