I have a stripe in my hair. ^^ I thought the dye would be red and freaked out when I discovered the dye was actually bleach, and it was BLONDE.
I stopped it before Total BLONDE, though, and now it's just a pale creamish brown. However, I am almost irrationally fond of my temporary stripe. I've always really admired those people with different colors in their hair. It makes me look...fashionable, to a degree, or so I think; on the other hand, I'm also getting this extreme impression of Elders looking at me and thinking, "Gah, look how rambunctious that person is." O well. Nice to scare the ephebiphobes once in a while.
School is almost over. I need to memorize 51 polyatomic ions for the final that my classmates decided would be fun to take for Chemistry, thanks you sophomores, a very nice birthday present that'll be. Acetate, C2H302-.
Get to go to the Int'l Film Festival tomorrow and watch
Linda Linda Linda, it'll be fun I suppose, but I'm most looking forward to taking more pictures of people. <3 And missing class, of course.
She said, "I'm forbidden to produce milk; in cyberland we only drink diet coke."
I love Rent. <3 Makes me want to go live la vie bohéme whenever I watch it, and the whole No other road; no other way; no day but today thing is inspiring beyond comprehension. Existential and inspiring.
One of the things that I really fear about getting older is not being able to be all "aww look at how sweet and little and naive she is," now if I don't know some weird custom that I should have learned years ago like teasenudging people, it'll look more...awkward.