Okay, so today is my birthday. I'm 17. Which means one more year until I'm 18. Sweet. I'm looking forward to little Kellly's football game. (Go RAIDERS!) My dad let me stay home yesterday from school. I had gotten some $ from my grandmal & said I wanted a trim. Well I ened up getting nearly half my hair cut off. My dad was pissed & said that was the last time he would drop me off eney ware to get my hair cut. Also he hates short hair on girls. I did it to piss him off. Well not at frist. I mean I didn't plan to. That was just what happened. I hate the hair cut & I'm glad my hair grows fast. But, the fact that my dad hates it more than me will keep me from hating it too much. It goes to show that the best reblions aren't planed. They just happen. < I'm happy I did that cause I'm getting tired of how he practicaly makes all my decsions for me. Maby I made my point ..or maby I just pissed him off. Ethier way I have about 2-3 weeks until my hair grows out some to make a dent.