Jun 19, 2009 20:59
...I cut my hair.
I just couldn't take it anymore. It was almost down to the knee, had a braid as thick as my wrist and was freaking heavy and hot.
So I braided it one day, called mum over and had her cut it for me. It was either her or me and I woke up that morning ready to take a knife to it. So she did it. It felt so nice when it came off, it was incredible.
The scary part? It was tied at both ends and braided when it was cut and I still have it. Now after it was cut off, my hair was still down to my shoulders (think slightly grown-out Count D bob). Then we cut that off. I've got my spikes back and I feel awesome. I feel more me than I have in a long time. It's good to be back! \^-^/
Today I got curious.
Now you have to understand that I have no concept of longer distances. I can divide a millimeter into ten equal parts, but don't ask me how far away ten feet is; I don't have a clue. I looked at the braid, figured oh, 16, maybe 17 inches? Got out the measuring tape.
28 inches. 28!! O_o;;
I can only X_x;; at the thought of how long it had to be before it was cut. It was still down to my shoulders! That would add another what? 12 inches? More? That's just nuts.
Yeah. That definitely deserves the 'crazy glue' icon.... X_x