One thing I have to say...Ouch.
Today, I was in a loving mood and decided ultimately to write with a permanent marker "FREE HUGS!"
Cool Idea, Right?
No, absoulte fail
- First off, I did not have a random stranger hug me, which was a clear dissappoint.
- Two, I asked my friend to write on my arm. Unfortunately, he seemed to get 'STAB' and 'GENTLY WRITE' mixed up and while writing, he 'stabbed' my bruises. It hurt to write and now I feel like I have annoying tattoos that have GIANT writing and cover half of my arm becuase it.
- Three, I figured to stop the pain, I could wash it. Turns out, School Bathroom soap sucks and does not do so great while washing off teal Sharpie.
I also got really bored in class and decided to color my hair blue. It worked, and looks as great as ever! I never regret coloring my hair, because I can just easily wash it out and it looks cute for a bit. It also gives me ideas what to color my hair.
My friend told me that the color reminded him of Scott Pilgrim (Which may be the coolest movie of all time) and his american girlfriend, Romona Flowers, who seems to have a strange hobby of dying her hair crazy colors every one and a half weeks.
My sister decided to lecture me on this and how it is ruining my hair. I simply told her I don't even remember my own color anymore because I have dyed it so many times, which reminds me, I need to dye my hair.
Hmmm...I'm a honey brown-blonde right now. (Dirty Blonde) and want to not dye it blonde because it's too easy. I can't do eccentric colors either because of religous views (that's what highlighers were made for SMILEY FACE)
Well, it has been very interesting since the last time since I've written.
Honestly, I've gone a little coo coo.
It all started with "I like this guy."
Well, unfortunately, nothing has changed and I still like that guy...a lot.
And it's actually a real live person. A breathing figure that seems to understand me. I'm almost happy about this. He likes the same stuff I do. He seems devoted and focused on what's right for him and his morals.
Seems perfect, huh?
There's one tiny fact I didn't put down.
Our age span. I've always liked older guys. Younger guys were just too immature and hard to handle. In fact, they are hard to handle and not my style. I mean, look at the anime guys I like. They are somewhat older than me, and usually in my mind it's ok, but now that I view our age difference, I'm a bit uneasy.
Well, ok, there's a ton of facts I didn't even bother to mention, like his name, etc. But of course, I'm here to just type and get it out of my system, not to share personal info.
Besides that, things have gone well. I've dropped selling chocolates and transferred to cupcakes. I believe I sell them at a good price and I hope everyone enjoys them. Plus, I've gotten a ton of money, a ton of tips, and into a bit of trouble.
my French teacher looked at my delivery package and stared at me with caution. She said,
"Why do you bring cookies everyday?"
It was funny when my friend literally creeped across the room and said in a low voice,
"Director, can I have a cupcake? I have 50 cents."
The French class turned to me (everyone except my teacher.) and looked horrified as she paid me and I put the cupcakes in her hands. She crept back to her original spot and acted like nothing happened.
:)
Love you guys for reading!
