My Haircut

Last week, I decided it was time for a new look. I know that my mom likes my hair long and all that, but it's always getting in my face so I decided to take things into my own hands. Besides, Patrick left his scissors lying around. What was I supposed to do? Just ignore them? (Oh, yea, and I cut up a pair of socks, underpants, leggings, a hat, and a few ribbons as well. I had a lot of fun!).