It doesn't control me. If it did, I'd hear it laughing evily. It does what it wants, I do what I want. I want to be on my computer talking to a bunch of Mario nerds all day, and it wants to be weird. Everybody wins, especially since I don't want to waste a single precious moment of my life trying to make my hair obey me. =D
I like my hair the way it is, un-messed with. End of story.