independant vs. perfectionist.

remember back in january when i mentioned i was in desperate need of a haircut?

good news. it finally happened. (huzzah for spring break! :)

ever since, well a very long time ago, i've had the debate with myself whether or not i wanted to get bangs. 

because you know how some people can pull them off, but some people absolutely can't? 

well, i was scared i would be one of those people who couldn't. 

i returned home, with my ends trimmed up, and layers put back in. still no bangs. 

i kind of have a problem. i like things to be exactly my way. how i see it. not how someone else does. 

so of course i can't fully portray that picture when someone else cuts my hair. so i usually end up coming home and adding to it myself. after trimming, cutting, and blow drying. i was satisfied, and continued on with my day. (:

that night i was sitting around doing pratically nothing and thought again about bangs. 

i went to the bathroom where i found the haircutting scissors, and began to clip. a little. then a little more. and a little more. just in case i didn't like them. 

i finally decided i did. and chopped them. so after much trimming and perfecting. 

i am now a part of the bangs crew. (: