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PS. My eye hurts

So I finally bit the bullet and did something I didn’t think I’d do again… cut a fringe! And I’ll let you in on a little secret…I love it! Why did I wait so long to cut another fringe?! Oh, yeah that’s right…last time I had it done the woman butchered my hair and cut a fringe that would make baby Jesus cry if he were forced to look at it. But wow, my hairdresser did such a good job! I love it!
Wow, I just realised, I have a hairdresser…MY hairdresser! I’ve never had one of those before. I’ve always been the kind of girl who got her hair cut at places like Just Cuts…where they may as well make you take a number, like at the deli. Having “my hairdresser” makes me feel all womanly and grown up.

I’m glad I got a haircut. I’ve been feeling like shit for the last week or so since I wrote my last entry. I miss this guy heaps. I don’t wanna go on and on about it, but let’s just say it’s really made me feel pretty sad and lonely.  There’s so much I want to write but it would make no sense to anyone and it would only keep me awake at night, wondering if I should delete it.

So before I go ahead and make a total cock of myself with words, let me do it with photos.

  <—– I grew finger nails!!!!!!! I’ve been a biter since I was a kid! Yay me.