Hmmm, I can't help thinking that the universe has this oddly evil way of working against me.
No, I'm not paranoid.
It's just that I was all excited about the Sweeney Todd movie a while ago (I still am, duh. I am a Johnny Depp fangirl). Then, just yesterday, my mom mentioned that it might be time for me to go trim my hair.
Now, there's this weird thing I have - whenever I go into a salon I always feel like I oughtta give my hair a major overhaul or get the hell out of there. I'm not an I'm-just-here-to-give-it-a-little-trim sort of person. Don't ask. I'm weird like that.
Anyway, I sort of thought I'd given my hairdresser a general idea of what I wanted my hair to look like, and she gave me such a reassuring smile that I was pretty sure she knew what I meant.
Then she sat me down and proceeded to hack off all of my hair, so now I look like an escapee from the 80s or an extra from St. Elmo's Fire.
Hooray!
And I have only myself to blame. This happened to me the last time I got a haircut about a year ago, and I nearly died.
Oh well, I guess it's time for another near-death experience then.
Gah.
And it wasn't even like getting killed by a psychotic barber who looks like Johnny Depp.
Well, that's the end of my haircuts for sure.
*goes off to mope*
Oreo the Sphinx Community Member 
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It's terrible when they start chopping away at it.
Omg Johnney Depp is awesome, although I have yet to see Sweeny Todd.
I hope your hair is all better now!
heart heart heart
Cassie
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Eternity In A Wooden Case,
We All Fall Down.