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Fingers Crossed *Confessions Of A Throat Gargler

Gargle gargle gargle… soundtrack of my day.

Bedadine/ iodine… the taste of my day.

Hooray for the sore throat. A singer’s worst nightmare on the eve of their performance.

According to my Society & Culture textbook, your hairstyle says a lot about you.

Today I think my hair told people, I was sick and spent the morning in bed, keep your distance.

My overly thick, ridiculously long mane of hair can easily turn against me, transforming me into “Cousin It”…or so I’m told.

Eh, Perhaps I’m in denial. I am going to go iron the dress I WILL be wearing at the performance tomorrow.

*Puppy-dog eyes* your prayers would be greatly appreciated!

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Oh No, We’re Up To The Giggling Stage!

Ok ok… don’t read me the wrong way. Sure my friends and I spent the whole morning watching him and giggling but I do not like this new teacher. Just thought I’d put that out there. But I was thinking, as I generally do when I have assignments due and I want to procrastinate, yeah I was thinking about this:

Why the heck do girls want an attractive teacher!? Like in those movies they have these school girl crushes and they go up to the man all giggly and ridiculous looking. Yeah so school is pretty bland and I know I’ve never liked a guy from school but how distracting. I can see this problem arising:

“My schedule only allows for one hour in the morning. Oh, that’s just enough time to do my hair because I have Modern History (or whatever subjects this guy teaches) and it needs to look good. Oh but I’ve got to hand in that Modern Assignment on the Vietnam War. Oh… Flip, will he end up reading it? Oh my gosh? What the heck am I going to do!?    I could:    a) do my best on my Modern Report in an attempt to show off my skills or I can     b) Do a less than perfect job, who cares if  I seems like a ditz I look good and that’s what counts….”

I’m worried about now I might be the type who would choose ‘b’… but I’m also thinking I’ve got no hope at either. And I’m also-also thinking that it doesn’t really matter. And seriously who could be bothered? I think the only reason I do any good at school is because I’m not distracted. Who could be bothered to do their make up and hair every day!?

 I’m only in it for the novelty of it ;) Honest

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Hopeless With Hairdressers

Feeling let down yet again!

This morning I rang up to get a hair cut. I have thick, dark hair that reaches half way down my back and it is hard to find a good hairdresser. Or even a half good one for that matter.

In January I finally found a really good one not far from my house. She was only young and pretty rough around the edges but she did an amazing cut and she was really good to talk to. I was so excited about it because I have a running history of hairdressers that have let me down. I’ll tell you.

1. Mum: growing up I had a few mishaps, lopsidedness and skewif fringes. Plus she would always cut too much off!

2. [2004- 2005] chick did an ok job, actually she was pretty bad. Didn’t know how to cut long hair but she was alright and did my eyebrows well enough. BUT she left the salon.

3. [2005] went to this new one up the road. I had the most gorgeous long, luscious hair. I told the girl I wanted it slightly layered and an actual cut not a trim. Turns out this girl was an APPRENTICE and found my hair too irresistable. Chopped all of it up above my shoulders, a fringe above my eye brows and the top layer above my ears. I cannot tell you how much I cried. I have never been the same again.

4. [2006] I let my hair grow and grow, too afraid to return to a hairdresser. But somehow I trusted my friends. I had two friends who cut one side of my fringe each. One side feathered, one side blunt and different lengths. Mum fixed it up.

5. [2006] I decided to go up to the same salon as last time and refuse to let an apprentice cut my hair. The owner cut it and fixed up my fringe. I kept going to her for the rest of the year but she wasn’t fantastic and would never cut it the way I asked her to. Plus she had this colsore on her mouth and she would scratch it then touch my hair… eww!

6. [2007] I went back to the first salon I went to. They had changed management and there were some young girls there. I got my hair cut by a girl named Tara. Now at this time I had blond streak things in my hair that were growing out. I’d killed it with the straightener and wanted it all shopped off like Mandy Moore. But Tara cut it above my shoulders and made the top layer incredible short but it looked great! She thinned it out which was incredible and I kept going back there. She could do any thing I asked! But the shop changed management again and Tara left.

6. [2007] I went back and tried the new hairdressers at the shop. Her name was Jasminca and she was great. Not quite as good at cutting as Tara but she was so friendly and pampered us so we were happy with it. Yeah she did such a good job and I loved going to her. But one day we went in to make an appointment and guess what!? They had changed management again.

7. [2008] I went a long time without getting my hair cut until my mum dragged me into just cuts. It took 2 seconds and they didn’t blow-dry my hair for me. I didn’t like the experience so I decided I would find another hairdresser at a salon.

8.[2009] My mum had found another hairdresser and she had taken my sister there. My sister has really short hair and she cut her hair really well so I decided I’d try her out. Her name was Sharon. She was friendly enough but she smelt like cigarettes and getting my haircut wasn’t pleasant. She cut my hair but didn’t blow-dry it so instead of leaving feeling beautiful I left feeling like a drowned rat. Oh and I had an allergic reaction to the wax when she did my eyebrows so I had an ugly rash for a week. Yes and I did not like the way she did my eyebrows. Mine are black and she did them much much much to thin. But I went back anyway. Until i couldn’t stand her anymore. Sure she cut my sister’s hair well but she was a shocker with long, thick hair. (as mine had grown back by then)

9. A friend cut my fringe for me and she did a way better job than that last hairdresser! Unfortunately we stopped being friends. Plus I needed my whole hair cut.

10. [2010] We have this Italian street with cafe’s and boutiques and I was down there over New Year when I saw they did cheap back to school cuts. I figured I didn’t have anything to lose so I went there. Stevie cut my hair. She was great! Exactly what i asked for and better. It still looks good 4 months later! She even did my eyebrows well. I felt like I could trust her with my hair because I’ve grown quite protective of it after all these hairdressers. And now I don’t know what to do. She’s not there anymore. :(

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