The Hair Mishap

May 10th, 2009

Mother's Day


Today my mom had me save her from my nasty pig of a father by waking me up [subtlety by knocking on the wall] so she wouldn't have to have sex with him. I already bought her stuff last weekend, so I guess you could say that was her gift, ha ha.

After going to Wal-mart and buying dark blonde hair dye, I came home and dyed it.

Oh my god. I was a grandma. It turned out GREY! Grey! I was appalled. But instead of having a panic attack I said, no worries, I'll try again later. So, me and my sister climbed our shed's roof at 4:30 to tan. Lol, it was pretty funny, but we did get some sun and had a good chat.

My mom wanted me to be happy, bless her heart, so she bought me two more dark blonde dyes in hopes that would do it. So I just finished doing that and it's still a funny color, but it's not nearly as hideous, and tomorrow I will be buying my natural brown colored dye, 2 boxes because I have loads of hair, and returning my hair to it's original state. I'm actually pretty glad, it makes me feel more mature, expecially with my 17th birthday coming up, I'm trying to keep up with the growth.

Soon to be brunette,
Danielle

My Friend Nick O. Teen

March 25th, 2009

So I glide through the bodies like a snake through the weeds each day I attend Thomas Dale, and each day I accsept a growing appreciation for my good friend, niccotine [sp?]. I've never had such a mental work out as I did today, mostly in math, but in other ways too, such as drama and people moving and bad memories. I write to un plague myself of these apparitions, for they cloud my often clear judgement and leave me in shambles. So, a sneak out to the parking lot with the big bad seniors [no, it's not allowed] to smoke and chat at lunch isn't too much to ask for. I mean, you reader's [usually] don't know me and I don't know you, so belive and honest girl when she says she desurves it, no matter the age requirements.

Nothing happened today really. I guess you could say I'm dreading the reprecussions of my break up message via Myspace last night. I half expect him to show up at my house and strangle me, and the other half expects to get a sobbish phone call or some angry friend type messages. I've done this way, way too many times.

I keep reading and hearing about more lovely spring time effects in other places, not here. I want to see the sun, too! Hear the birds, smell the wet and nurturing earth and witness the rebirth of our earth mother [yeeeeah maaan, and smoke some trees while were at it, duuuude] Ha ha..I crack myself up.

To finish I'll give putting pictures on here a shot. Enjoy!

-Hathair