Cut it.

Hi, friends.  This is like a 'hi, I'm going to have a conversation with you via blog since I don't get to talk to you all much right now.'  

So, I cut my hair.  About 5 or 6 weeks ago.  Sadly, I have not seen many people in the past 6 weeks that anyone other than school friends and a few people would know.  Maybe my books and my iPad have noticed?  Perhaps the coffee lady in the library?  The first week I didn't regret it.  It really does take less time.  Starting week two, I started regretting it.  And now I want my long hair back.  I knew this would happen.  How silly.  It really isn't that short, but short enough.   Ponytail-viable, though.  That's important.  I took in a photo of Olivia Palermo's cut as a guide.  And I know I don't look like Olivia Palermo.  That is obvious.  But my hair stylist did a really great cut.  I trust her.  I just want my hair back.  My layer of comfort.  So, I try to curl it to make me feel better.  It will grow.  Yes, it will grow.  It is not that big of a deal.  And not as big of a deal as the fact that I really need to go study instead...Adios!  Miss you, friends!