My crowning possession

I really like stuff, so I've tried to accumulate as much as I can, and I have succeeded in getting quite a lot of things. My favorite thing isn't what you'd expect, though. It isn't my bed (as much as I like to spend time there) and it isn't my TV or computer (as much as I like to spend time with them) and it isn't even Winston (believe it or not). My favorite possession is also my favorite accessory... and my favorite toy... and my most memorable feature. Yes, my favorite thing that I have is my hair. I have been growing it out for about 7 years now and I love it. People stop me on the street and tell me how nice it is, you know? Okay, enough of that! The reason I am writing to say how nice my hair is (like you all weren't thinking it already) is because I'm cutting it all off tomorrow. Some of you are shocked, I'm sure, so let me (quickly) explain. I was thinking about gettitng a pretty substantial haircut before I go to Germany for the main reason that this much hair takes a lot of time and hair products (products=money) and because I don't trust anyone but my own hairdresser. So I was going to cut off 6"-8" when I found out that Locks of Love asks for (a minimum of) 10". I realized that there wasn't much difference between 8" and 10" and I realized that if I cut off 8" it goes in the trash and if I cut off 10" it can be used for something wonderful (please check out their site) . So here is a picture taken by my mom after my shower tonight; tomorrow that hair is gone.