Jun 10, 2008 23:55
So this past few months I have done any number of incredibly hard-core, rock-star things. While some of them were as lame as learning thousands of rock anthems through my beautiful Guitar hero, some were incredibly painful, scarring, and ridiculous.
Why am I doing this? What snapped in my mind to unleash this quiet rebel who needs to act on almost every whim whereas I used to be such a good girl. I mean, I went through the bad girl stage, but for the past two or three years my life has been so incredibly boring that you'd think I was an old lady.
Wait until you see what I did with my hair.