A dodgy hairdo, a funeral and a naked encounter

Date: 1/5/2017

By amandalyle

I went into the hairdressers to get a cut and colour but, to my absolute horror, I came out with the worst hair known to man. I asked for a trim but ended up with a bleached blonde half shaven, half long floaty hippy hair (with dreamcatchers attached to the bottoms) I looked like Boy George on acid. I was absolutely mortified and made it very clear that I wasn't happy with my hair. The male hairdresser shrugged and said "I think it'll grow on you!" And then my mum walked in and told me it looked lovely, just like how the old movie stars wore their hair. "Really?" I questioned, "maybe it's not so bad!" I said, catching a second look of myself in the mirror and gliding my fingers over the swirly shaven patterns in my hair. The hairdresser then demanded a hefty fee and I was on my merry way. Next scene; Chloe Hiett had died and my friend Kylie was in charge of her ashes. However, the remains of Chloe were put into a makeshift box with ducktape holding it together, ready to burst open at any given moment. This didn't seem to bother kylie as she manhandled the urn with lack of care, hurdling it into a hole, realising that it was the wrong plot and then tossing it into another. "Be careful!" I whispered. "We don't want the ashes to go everywhere!" Next scene; I was waiting for Mat with Kylie and Alex (who were in a trendy mini convertible) and every person that walked around the corner (who was Chinese) I would instantly think was him and then we'd all laugh about it. "Mat's not even Chinese!" Kylie howled. Next scene; Kylie invited me back to her house and I found myself third wheeling again. She and Alex couldn't keep their hands off of each other and swiftyvran into the bedroom. "I'm here, y'know!" I shouted. When kylie came out of the bedroom after a bit of 'hanky panky' with Alex, she pulled up her top and showed me her breasts. "Oh, they are nice!" I said "very firm!" .... "I hope she doesn't want me to show her mine!" I silently thought. Next scene; I was hiding a plastic red apple from Mat. It was behind the cushions. But as he walked into the room, he could see right through it and caught me red handed. "What's this?" He asked, inspecting it curiously. "Umm...I don't know?" I replied. "It's just important to me!" Next scene; my daughter, Phoebe, kept following me everywhere and I kept saying "just go to your room" - only for her to return moments later.