I should just not mention plans ever again...ever...
I have horrible luck when it comes to plans going through. It seems as soon as I get excited about something and tell people about what I want to do, I’ve jinxed myself and it all falls apart. I wanted to move in with my aunt so I could one day rent out the master bedroom. I ended up not moving because the job market here sucks ass. I wanted to bleach my hair (get rid of the black) and then dye it a reddish-brown so it’d end up bright red for a few days before I dyed it ash brown (so I could grow it out with it being as close to my natural color as possible). Well, it kind of got rid of the black. Kind of. Still dark. So I just dyed it the ash brown and no more dying for me, unless I get it professionally done (probably ask to have it lightened first, then dyed a uniform color). Such is life.
Need to be productive!
Need to be productive!