It's 7am wtf are you doing?
Ok so after a week in Chicago I remember how incredibly embarrassing my dad is. I'm going to miss Geneva a lot. I'll be home though in about 10 hours...which suddenly seems like a long fucking time. *sigh*
I also got my hair cut. While the lady was cutting she tells me she's going to put something in that will help with split ends. I ask her if it will make my hair feel icky. She says, " no no it will make it look beautiful!" Getting up from her evil chair I feel my new dead skin and it does feel icky. More then icky it was a ball of waxy icky crappy crap. The moral of the story is....cut your own hair it's more fun.
I also got my hair cut. While the lady was cutting she tells me she's going to put something in that will help with split ends. I ask her if it will make my hair feel icky. She says, " no no it will make it look beautiful!" Getting up from her evil chair I feel my new dead skin and it does feel icky. More then icky it was a ball of waxy icky crappy crap. The moral of the story is....cut your own hair it's more fun.