I should have finished this a while ago, but I was busy. So I shall finish it today!
I have a love-hate relationship with my hair. I love it because I know its so unique, but I hate how much it stands out. It annoys the crap out of me. I like my skin tone and how I don't ever burn (except for my nose every once and a while). I hate how emotional I am. I like my intelligence. I hate how I compare myself to other people. I like my curves, no matter how little of them I have. I hate my thighs.