'blackpolkadotts.blogspot -capturing the moment [v8] -red.shoes'

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why red shoes?
It was a ballet. A story but Hans Christian Andersen (don't tell me you don't know him). It was a story of a girl who wore a pair of red shoes that refused to come off. It made her dance all night and day.

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A sixteen year old blogger with a passion for photography, fashion, web design, watercolor paints, good books and music. She would love to travel the world one day and take dozens of photos.

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a pair of dull scissors in the yellow light

Thursday, November 8, 2007,10:30 PM

i cut his hair myself one night
a pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
and he told me that i'd done alright
and kissed me till the morning light

i went to the hairdressers today, after not going for a haircut for about three months. the science exams are coming soon... and there are so many activities- first the social, then international day, then the toyota concert thing. three things all before the exam, just brilliant. they can't expect the year 10's to all attend when they're supposed to be studying hard.

when you're in the hairdresser's chair, don't you feel like you're at the mercy of her pair of scissors? rest assured at least your hair will grow out if it you think it looks horrible...

oh, and you'll finally realise how much sleep you've been lacking lately if you fall asleep while the hairdresser is washing your hair.
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