I'm a chicken. I fancy just chopping it all off and walk away with hair wild and really really cool. I havea picture that I like but I fear it needs a lot of attention. I'm not very good when it comes to paying my hair attention. A bit of a comb through and some spray (if I feel like doing somethig special) and voilá... there's no point in spending lots and lots of time as the tiniest bit of wind makes it flat and well... just flat. I wish I had curly, volumous hair. That'd be nice.
Just to have super short hair but am not allowed to cut it. Boyfriend says he'll dump me. To be honest, I'm not sure I want to cut it. It made me look older and it took f o r e v e r to grow to where it is today. Am sure I don't have enought patience to wait that long - again.
Watched Alien Vs Predator the other night. It won't change my life. I've never seen a Predator movie so that was nice. They're not the most exciting aliens I've ever seen but a helluva lot better than the Alien creature. I'd pick Predator anyday + one of the Predators was nice towards that girl (pretty of course) so they're not all that bad. Bruce Willis is still my action hero though and am looking forward to Die Hard 4.0 -whenever I'll get to see it. Might ask Brother if he fancies coming along...
Yippee-ki-yay!
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