Hair

Okay, so I chopped my hair off. And I love it. Some of you don't. That's ok. I just wanna say that I went through all the "you'll look like a boy" and "your face is too fat" and "you totally can't pull it off, that takes confidence" and such. Believe me, I have talked myself out of this haircut more times than I care to remember. But I did it. And it was terrifying. And ya, if I style it right I totally look like Jaden... But.
I got it cut at the mall. I was shopping by myself. I decided to do it, there was nobody there to talk me out of it this time. I passed Hot Topic 3 times, but I waited to go in until after my haircut. I'm SO glad I did. I love that store. This time there was a particularly attractive employee who welcomed me to the store and later helped me at the register. We chatted about the exclusive Tenth Doctor figures that had sold out before he had gotten one and other such dorky stuff. He was very nice. When I left I had a thought that caught me off guard: Was he flirting with me?
It doesn't matter if he was or not. What matters is that for the first time in a very long while I thought it was possible that he might have been flirting.
I don't care what this haircut makes me look like because it jolted me out of a rut I'd been in far too long. This girl may not be on fire, but she found a little spark of life.