Today I went to see my hair stylist. I am going to cut my hair short on my birthday. It may not sound like a big deal. People cut their hair everyday and no one has to announce it first but it's different for me. I have always been "that girl with the long hair" (and to a lesser degree, "that girl with the big eyes" but never mind that). My hair is almost waist length. I get complimented on it daily. People are amazed that it's real. It gets on my last nerves. I don't deal with compliments well because I don't like the attention. Attention and compliments from strangers makes me uncomfortable. People tell me "don't ever cut it". I want to tell them that unless they have contributed to my hair's upkeep, they have no say. Having long hair is like having a new baby; everyone likes to look at it, but no one is around when it needs attention. It is a lot of work and I've been doing it by myself for the last 15+ years. My arms are tired. And also, the longer your hair is, the less you can do with it. It just lays there. I don't expect it to do tricks but I would like to be able to have a style other than long.
But not this.So, on the day I turn 30, it is all coming off. My neck and ears will be exposed. Luckily I have small ears. Not like an otter small, but dainty. I will donate my chopped off pony tail to Locks of Love. Maybe they would like to make a pig/fawn/calf wig.
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