Are we really this superficial???

Diary of a wanna be blonde Dear diary 17.11.05 Mum gave me fifty dollars to get a haircut she would have come with me but she had stuff to do. *Secret*it’s the first time to get my haircut on my own. Mum did the whole I trust you thing just before I left as if she really does. Well anyway I walked to the hairdressers daydreaming of the perfect hair, long blonde with golden streaks what I always wanted, it would be better then my short brunette hair that I HATE but mum always says’’ its not your hair that makes you a person its your heart’’ whatever that means. Anyway before my haircut I walked into my favorite shop Gloria jeans. I walked past the popular kids and tried to say ‘hi’ but my voice came out all squeaky luckily they didn’t hear me they just kept on drinking there chocolate milkshakes like they didn’t just hear a unpopular brunette girl just squeak like a mouse. I walked to the register and ordered the usual, an iced chocolate. I kept looking at the popular kids to realize what made them so popular. Then it hit me like a tonne of bricks mum was wrong, it was your hair that made you a person .All these years wasted as a brunette. Seconds later I realized my iced chocolate was ready so I got it and took a slurp still thinking of hair. I walked into the hairdressers and all the hairdressers ran up to me excited then they all yelled ‘’congratulations your our thousandth customer you receive a free color and cut’’ then they handed me a coupon and ran back to there clients. I looked at the coupon for a moment then at the posters on the wall then it hit me my ticket out of unpopular, a mega cool hair cut. I walked up to the counter, the assistant greeted me with a smile, I handed her my coupon she took me to a spare chair handed me a catalogue and told me to chose a colour, I looked through the catalogue and chose the perfect blonde, I told the lady and took me to a chair. When I sat down I closed my eyes and must have dozed off cause when I woke up I was blonde. I looked at my self with sleepy eyes, then got up thanked the lady and walked off. I still had money left over from the iced chocolate so I went to have lunch at McDonalds, as I walked to the counter I saw the populars look at me*oh my gosh* they looked at me. I walked to the register and ordered a mcchicken meal , when I got it I walked to a booth oppisite to the populars! Then gina the most popular girl came and sat with me and asked me heaps of question like if I was new here after that she complimented me on my hair and asked for my phone number then left it was the best moment of my life…

Are we really this superficial???

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