I went to Supercuts today. It's been awhile since I've been there.
I wuz considering EuniceG's Next salon since its so near my house but it was megabomb expensive please.

Now my hair is layered, a little shorter and it's black. I told my hairstylist to dye it the blackest possible black. Apparently the blackest black is a little blue. The coloring process took forever, and that wasn't all. There was still the hair treatment that my mom insists on. So while waiting I whipped out my biology notes.
Nerdfest.
But soon I got distracted because my hairstylist knows me best. He dumped a stack of magazines in front of me and told me to help myself. So I did.
Heh. I feel rather guilty now but hello street smarts > book smarts!

Anyway. I ruv my new hair.
Goodbye girl-next-door with the brown french braids.