Summer Of Dreams.

So Courtney's been dreaming, I've been dreaming.. It seems to be the time for a good old fashioned dream. And I like it.

This dream, however.. I'm not quite sure about. I have this crazy azz feeling that my new hairdo wannado is gonna have strange repercussions of last time I cut my hair this short. As in.. I keep having dreams that I go back to school in my old uniform and stuff and just sit in on my friends classes..?? And that sorta creeps me out to begin with. But this time, there was like, Alex and a couple of other people from BCC but then there was like, Liz Maunder and Ali from Carinya?

OK OK OK OK OK THIS WAS THE FIRST DREAM I HAD BEFORE A REALLY CUTE LABRADOODLE JUMPED ON ME.........

Dream one: I was trying really hard to decide whether or not I wanted this hair cut, and I was creepin out about it rahh rahh, and then I saw a wig shop. And I was like, I wonder if they have short, black wigs that I could try on.. And so I went in and explained to the lady (who sorta looked like Scotty off Myth Busters with heaps of piercings and tattoos but not at all hostile) my situation and she was all fuck yeah try it on.. But just wear a hairnet. So I took my natural hair down to re-do it into like, a bun or whatever.. And it just fell into these gorgeous, natural rolling barrel curls. It was so beautiful and long and she was like "why would you ever cut your hair, it's amazing?" And I was like "omg.. It has seriously never ever been like this wtf." And yes I said omg and wtf. SO I went into the mirror and took a photo on my phone of my curly (blonde?) hair before I tried on the wig incase it went away (as things often do in dreams). I put my hair up reluctantly and then tried on the wig and it just looked like a black wig (I used to have a black wig so I was like blehh it looks like the black wig I used to have) But I sorta liked it so I was pretty happy in a way. However I forgot to take a photo of that!! SO I thanked her and went on my merry old way, off to the hairdressers.

Somehow, everything between getting my hair cut and seeing it got lost, and I had no idea what it looked like.

Then we come back to school. And everyone new said it looked "ok" but not good, so that disheartened me, and everyone old just looked at me like from before. And I was sitting next to Ali and trying to tell her all about what had happened and how I didn't even know what it looked like, and I got in trouble for talking. And our teacher was Paul Bonjourno or whatever, the Channel Ten politics reporter lol. And then Mrs. Vine came in and was like NO. This is MY class. And Paulie left.

I went outside and looked at my hair and just burst out crying. It was a mix of Posh Spice, a greasy homeless guy with a bad rats tail, and this dyke girl from Belmont I always see on the bus with a gross eyebrow ring and a baby. (Yeah she's not really a lesbian and I do love the gays, but she's just foullll)

My dream was bad. Disheartening. I really want to get my hair cut.. But I think I'm like that fat guy off the biggest loser. Always hiding behind his beard.