I wanna get a Mohawk (but my mom won't let me have one)

[gaedan]

Yeah so this weekend was fairly uneventful. It started off as being a fairly normal Saturday morning. Eating breakfast and then showering. And for whatever reason while I was getting ready to Mike's I decided I would see if I could put my hair into a Mohawk. And after I did this, I was giggling with pure delight at the fact that I had been able to my hair into a mohawk. As I was giggling and feeling quite proud of my accomplishment I decided to go show my mom, she was amused but not really pleased. After showing her I skipped out of the house and made my way to Mike's to show him my accomplishment. He and his mom got a good chuckle out of it, and I was supposed to steer clear of Big Mike. I succeeding in avoiding him until after they had returned from dinner. Mike and I didn't stay in the whole night, we did to to Burger King where from what Mike says I got some looks and then we went to the liquor store for ingredients to make Appletinis and Buttery Nipples. I would have to say that from about 2pm until about 9pm I was nice and fuzzy feeling. The one thing that I was both looking forward to and dreading at the same time was my father's reaction to what I did to my hair. (He is not really fond of my hair 1. being short and 2. the fact that I like to spike it up and make it look generally crazy) So I got home and the first thing he said was "What the hell did you do to your hair?" My mom however had thought that it would have fallen down by the time that I had return home but alas ultra mega hold hairspray really worked.

Sunday was rather dull aside from the mini fire we while my dad was cooking breakfast. Nobody or anything was hurt/damage. Except for maybe about half an hour there was a fould burn cooking oil smell.

I will post pictures eventually.