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i'm going to cut all my hair off this weekend. well not all, but it will be shorter. and i'm terrified that the hairdresser won't listen to me and will refuse to cut it the way i want. i had a traumatic hairdresser experience last year and i've been a bit scared of them ever since. this total cow was telling me off for my previous haircut (which i'd had done at her salon and which i absolutely adored) and then she was just so rude and gave me the worst cut ever. i'm going to a new place and she sounded pretty cool on the phone so hopefully she actually pays attention to what i want. fuck fucking curly hair, it ruins everything. I HAVE A GHD, HAIR PEOPLE. I'M NOT DOOMED TO HAVE CURLY HAIR FOREVER.
i'm back at my parents' house and it was fine for a while but i'm starting to feel that need-to-chew-my-leg-off-to-get-out-of-here feeling. somehow, in my brother's 21 years of living in this house, no one has ever taught him how to turn off the tv. i weep for my parents' electricity bills.
holidays in 2 weeks! i'll be on a beach in byron bay when the election is on. and when i says "on a beach" i mean that tim and i will be nervously glued to a television for about 24 hours. i swear to god, america. GET IT FUCKING RIGHT THIS TIME. three strikes, you're out.
i'm back at my parents' house and it was fine for a while but i'm starting to feel that need-to-chew-my-leg-off-to-get-out-of-here feeling. somehow, in my brother's 21 years of living in this house, no one has ever taught him how to turn off the tv. i weep for my parents' electricity bills.
holidays in 2 weeks! i'll be on a beach in byron bay when the election is on. and when i says "on a beach" i mean that tim and i will be nervously glued to a television for about 24 hours. i swear to god, america. GET IT FUCKING RIGHT THIS TIME. three strikes, you're out.