i had a really wonderful time at the movies. i had already seen the movie, which was pirates of the...

i had a really wonderful time at the movies. i had already seen the movie, which was pirates of the caribbean, but i didn’t mind seeing it again. i feel like my boyfriend and i were being really obnoxious stereotypical teenagers and talking through the whole thing, but we were whispering and it was nice. plus, we didn’t sit there straight up and down awkwardly, if you know what i mean. anyways, after the movie me, my boyfriend, and our friend went to urban outfitters and sat and talked for so long that they locked us inside. we were reading “dirty french” and “dirty spanish” books, and our friend was literally laughing so hard i thought his head would explode. i feel like it was a really stereotypical teenager-y night, but it was wonderful. unfortunately, i got home, and i started stressing about my hair again. i  keep touching it, trying to make it look a little better, but the more i touch it, the more falls out. for some reason, though, i can’t stop touching it. my part is getting wider, and i’m losing a lot of the new regrowth i’ve been seeing. my mom keeps insisting that my hair isn’t getting any thinner, but it quite obviously is. i wish this whole problem would just go away. i hate thinking about my hair all the time, and i feel silly because so many people have to deal with worse things. it’s really just awful though.