i'm getting my hair chemically straightened today, in a couple hours.
and cut a little. I hate it when other people cut my hair.
and then in two weeks i'm getting the color done.
i went and saw Mitch (the guy that's cutting it) and he's way excited.
he still calls me 'rockstar' and he was like ooh girl, we're gonna have so much fun,
i love you hair, we're just gonna chop that shit up.
now, i don't know if that helped with me being scared about it, but i mean again, he's gay, and he's been a hairdresser for forever.
it'll be okay.
I hate it when the tip of my nose itches, because it lasts forever, no matter how much i scratch it.
so no school, good tunes, sweet deal.