Ma hurs a cut!

Translation: I got my hair cut
And cut hair I did!

My hair was pampered and treated like it was rich. First I got this thing called a Malibu on my head, which takes all the chlorine stuff out of my hair and make it super soft. So the lady, her name is Ashley put it all over my head and said I would smell like a wet dog, needless to say as she was putting it in my hair I FELT like a wet dog. So then she put this lunch lady cap on my head and I had to sit underneath one of those dryer things. So I picked up an 'Us' magazine and for the next 20 minutes I sat there reading gossip magazines while my head itched because of the malibu stuff. I learned that Emma Watson was born in Paris, and Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem, and that Rhianna was born in Barbados. I also learned that Kate Gosselin's kids got expelled from their private school and now she's threatening her other kids so that they'll behave.
Gossipy.

So then she blew it dry and straightened it, she trimmed the ends off and then we set to work with my bangs, so I now have swoop bangs. Yippee. I must say, they look amazing.

Sorry about the upsidedowness, but something is being weird and I can't rotate them so they look normal. If you want to see them normally, then while reading this then do Ctrl+Alt and then the down key. You could probably click on the pictures and they might open up in another window and then do the Ctrl+Alt+down and then you should see them the regular way.

Then we went out to eat, at Fazoli's. Apparently they have really good italian food for cheap, and fast. Which they did, it was fast, cheap, and delicious. And while we're sitting there, this man sits down across from us so he's looking right at me. And whenever I look up I see that he's STILL looking at me. After a little while it started to get creepy, and in my head, I was all, 'you know you LOVE my rock'n hair do.' But he was still staring at me, and finally he looks at me, and goes: "pardon me, I don't mean to interrupt your lunch, but I can only read the first line of your shirt, and it's killing me not to know what it says."

In my head I went 'oh my god.' and started laughing, but on the outside I stood up and spread my shirt out so he could see it. And then everyone was laughing because I was wearing my '5 out of 4 people have a problem with fractions.'  Then he asked me if I was one of those people, and in my head, I was all, 'I thought I was, but now I'm not so sure. But yeah, duh, why would I wear this shirt if it didn't apply to me??' But on the outside I just laughed and said, 'Yeah, yeah I am.' And my mom had to go tell the whole story about how my dad thought it would be funny to get my shirt, because I struggle with math. Which is true, but there wasn't really a need to tell this guy about it.

But then I figured that I would never see him again, so it didn't matter.

Delaney

P.S. I just found out that I share a birthday with MARTHA STEWART!!
AHHHHHHHHHHH!