I've considered myself an insecure person all my life, but it seems that has finally changed.
Today, while talking to two of my friends in Latin, they asked if i'd gotten a hair cut, which I (sort of) had. I answered yes, and explained that I had done the deed myself. They both gave me hesitant, distasteful glances and explained that I probably shouldn't do such a thing again, since my bangs were so short and flat and didn't look good.
And guess what:
I said thanks, but I love my hair the way it is, and that was that.
I can't stop smiling! I love my friends and I love myself and life is just good today! Has this ever happened to you?
(Also, here, have some real Nirvana while you're still here.)
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