Bon Jovi’s Big Hair

Bon Jovi. Who hasn’t heard of him? Okay, I admit that I JUST found out about him through the movie A Lot Like Love, but hey! I heard one of his songs on You Tube way before that, and I thought he was pretty cool. I mean, HELOOOO he’s Bon Jovi, for crying out loud! I think my favorite song that he wrote is Always, and although the music video was a bit disturbing—especially the part where he cheats on the girl and then becomes a pyromaniac–I thought he looked super hot in it. 

Anyways, enough of Bon Jovi and his big hair, the real reason why I’m up at 1:30 a.m., writing this stupid post, is because my sister isn’t home yet, not because I wanted to tell the whole world that Bon jovi was hot. I mean, every one already knows that! But what you all don’t know is that I have a sister, and she’s not home yet.

God! I am so worried! Especially with all the perverts lurking around, I really hope she’s okay…  

I don’t give a ****

I hate washing my hair. Okay, before you guys go ‘ew’ and walk away, hear me out, because I have a really good reason why I hate washing my hair. (And by the way, just because I hate washing my hair, it doesn’t mean that I don’t wash my hair regularly. That would really be ‘Ew’.) Anyways, the reason why I hate washing my hair is because after I wash my hair, I have to style it, and styling my hair takes an hour and a half, and THAT is seriously something I hate doing. You see, this is what I do. I curl my hair with a curling iron, spray it with ultra hard hair spray, and then I blow dry it. Sounds pretty ‘Hard’ doesn’t it? Well, at least the curls are, and they keep for three days without me having to fix my hair up in the mirror every time I wake up. And not only do the curls stay, they look better every day, because they don’t look as ‘hair sprayed’ and ‘harsh’ as they tend to do the morning I first put the iron curler to my hair. So, isn’t that an excellent explanation as to why I hate washing my tresses? Take that Yuta and Toshi, you guys can take as many showers as you want, worry about your cool ‘mane’, and check yourselves out in the mirror every other second, while I proudly sport my sexy, unwashed curls. Oh, and by the way, when I said I wash my hair regularly, I mean every three days. C’mon guys, lets be realistic for once in our lives!

Hello world!

Please. Just go away.