I don't know where I heard it from, but for as long as I can remember I've known that "everyone has a little crazy in them, some people just hide it better." My family is quite unabashedly crazy, so I know I need to hide mine. Today I think I somewhat failed at that.
For starters, a spur of the moment decision--I decided to cut myself some bangs and managed to not only not poke out an eye, but also make them half-way decent.
Then I decided to take a walk in the woods and collect some short-needle pine branches (and ended up with various other wilderness marvels) to decorate my room. The scene: girl with freshly cut bangs wandering around in the forest in heels with a giant tote bag and large pair of scissors in hand. I frightened two joggers, who gave me wide berth and strange looks, before I learned to hide the scissors from sight whenever I heard someone approaching. Really, what is so frightening about a girl and her over-sized scissors?
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