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Today i decided to get out of the house. I wanted to breath some fresh air, drive around, maybe, an i mean a big maybe, have a pleasant conversation with someone.
Unlike most of my typical days off, today i decided to wake up early. I woke up around 9am; its early in my world, but i hope you get the idea that i'm not a morning person. It takes a whole infantry to make me get out of bed when i know i don't have to. On the other side of the bed, my boyfriend was still sleeping as we went to sleep late last night. Just don't ask why, believe me, it's a long story. Anyways, i kissed him good morning and he just looked at me with the most evil eyes and rolled over basically telling me to fuck off. Not really, but sometimes he can be really mean when he wakes up. I just laughed and proceeded to start my new day.
By now i had two hours to get ready. I made an appointment to cut my hair. It was about time i did it because it was getting difficult to style. Short hair, yup, that's what i like. I made the appointment with the same hairdresser. Last time i cut my hair with him, i left the place completely satisfied. I felt hot. In order to understand this phenomenon, you will have to get in the mind of a 20 year old, more specifically, an unsecured 20 year old. Well that's not important right now, the point is i had to hurry up, make breakfast, get ready and leave the house. It was a beautiful day. Don't let it fool you though, the weather here can change in an hour. I decided i was going to enjoy my day anyway.
I made it to my appointment on time. I was so proud of myself. You should be too if you are someone that knows me. The hair cut was painless and once again, he did exactly what i wanted. I felt hot once again. Here i was, walking down the street feeling like a diva. All eyes were on me. Radiant black hair, tight blue jeans, black t-shirt, and to top it off, flip flops where all the pieces that made up my outfit for the day. I could not have felt any better. Not too bad considering i live in the south.
You don't love someone because they are beautiful, they are beautiful because you love them.
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