i'm not sure if it was because i was the good kid or the only girl but if i wanted it, i could have it- in regards to my hair. EXCEPT, my mother did put her foot down when i asked to have it shaved underneath (what the hell was i thinking?) and when i asked to dye it blue. we had long arguments about it and in the end i settled for dying a one inch strip underneath blue... where, thankfully, no one could see it. and i never shaved it underneath. apparently i wanted to be a punk-rock-special-kid at ten. anyway, in third grade i got a perm. looking back i gasp. oh well. i'm more grateful that my mom let me have hair freedom.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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haha!! my parents let me get a perm in second grade and it looked horrible but i wanted it :) My child will never be allowed to get a perm until they know what they're actually getting themselves into.
this is embarrassing:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v20/sbeth26/little.jpg
you, on the other hand... were cute. but too bad i didnt know you then. good thing is we all came out semi-normal
[If it were just a touch redder:]
Tomorrow, tomorrow, betchyer bottom dollar that tomORROW...
Shaved in the back? Those central cali roots will never die.
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