My hair used to be really, really long since my parents wouldn't let me go to the hairdressers to have it cut. Back then I used to put it in a ponytail and tuck it into my shirt.
But this morning I took things into my own hands. Specifically, I took scissors into my own hands, and cut my hair really short. It's a huge mess at the minute, and my parents are angry because I did it without permission, but I didn't wanna look all girly just for my parents.
I'm happier with my short hair. More comfortable with what I see in the mirror, and even though my parents are furious, I'm ecstatic. Can't stop smiling knowing that I've done what I wanted t