Beside all the fun shenanigans, I am nervous as heck.
Why? Because I have a freaking hair dressers appointment tomorrow. And that is my first hair dressers appointment since I regrew all my hair since february last year after it had all fallen out for three years due to illness.
And now I am just 8) rattling. It has been such a fight to get my hair, my eyebrows, my lashes back and I know I need to tidy it up a bit and give it shape because now its just a random mullety mess of never-cut hair and can't be styled at all. But it's my treasure. Being bald sucked so much.
And it's still so thin and ahhhh, I hate the thought of having scissors and clippers at my hair, because the last time I had that, it was when I had to cut the remaining strands off myself and go completely bald.
My brain is an overdramatic bih about this. Never thought I'd get nervous at something mundane like this.
My mom said my hair looked awful and that I needed to fix it (earlier this morning.) And it's like...Dawg...these people could give less of a shit. It's not like I'm chasing after any boys or girls at my school to want to fix it. And if I was they'd have to love me and my messy hair that I REFUSE to brush.
itd be box braids this time cause id want it to be more versatile than cornrows ++ i would get extensions to have long hair again 💞 ill prob wait until september one way or another just so its not during the heatwave but i may also wait until next year??