Day 11: A photo of you taken recently

So, I recently got my hair cut. I've had long hair for years. I think the last time my hair was any shorter than my shoulders was when I was a Senior in high school. I had VERY long hair before that. My sister had been doing my hair since I was pretty young. I think I was about 8 when my sister started doing my hair. I can honestly say that from the time I was about 8, until the time I was 17, my sister was the only person that touched my hair with scissors, or did pretty much anything with my hair. I was happy with letting it air dry and throw it in a pony tail.  My mom and I went to the mall to have a hair cut. I wanted to get my hair trimmed because I had Senior pictures coming up. The stylist pretty much badgered me into getting the new trendy "Rachel" cut (You know... from Friends. It was just a couple years old at that point in time.) I was very hesitant about it. I didn't really want to cut my hair so close to Senior pictures. She assured me that everything would be fine, that my hair would look fanTASTIC! Well, it didn't. It looked terrible. I hated it. She cut the sides too short to even be CONSIDERED a Rachel cut! She should have never even suggested the cut to me in the first place. My hair is WAY too thick, and WAY too wavy/curly for it! Since then, I've been VERY selective about who I go to for a hair cut. If it was feasible for me to drive to my sisters house just to have my hair cut, I would. She only lives about 10 hours from here. Because of the horrible experience of that terrible hair cut, I very rarely get my hair cut.  For my birthday, Sam took me, Monkey, and Bug to go get our hair cut. This is what I got.