Here is where i allude to how my life is so stuck and unchanging that
changing my hair color is my only solace. For now tho, it only provides
DISTRESS.
About a month ago i had the coolest hair ever seen on the face of the
earth. It was randomly splotched with blue and purple and green. Mostly
green shades tho. Im sad i never took a decent picture for i only did
it because i feel like college is the last time you can do stupid
things like that. My last chance to be foolish and be able to recover
or whatever. It was mystical mermaid hair (as some folks commented).
THe many shades blended into eachother beautifully.
Okay enough about how awesome it was. I reapplied a few times with
slightly different but pretty results each time but it was finnally
dull and faded enough i need to get rid of it. Thats when things
started going bad and unexpected regret kicked in.
I recall that to remove temporary hair color you could just add a touch
of bleach to your shampoo and it should rinse out instantly. It made
sense since shampoo is the only thing that rinses it safely. Yea.. well
stupid me, i did it wrong or something. The color was as bright as
ever. All i did was expose my scalp to more bleach. Next i tried
professional products designed to remove permanant hair dye. This was
the worst experience. it turned my hair into something only vaguely
resembling hair. I expected it would turn my hair orange and i was
sorta hoping for this. But no. I left it in waaay to long and the color
only barely budged. IT WAS LIKE AN IMPLODING MASS OF TINY WIRES.
Completely immovable and very very brittle. And really, im not
exaggerating. It wasnt even the texture of abused, bad quality hair.
I did not dare brush it for fear of going bald.
I've been wearing a bandana every moment spent outside my room since.
After a week of recovery and bandana wearing I twice dumped some semi-permanant brown over it. It didnt take so well tho.
At this point it is CLEARLY green and red (i didnt realize the red untones in the dye) and a natural brown simply subduing it.
My mood fades as fast as my hair does these days. One single washing fixed my problem of looking stupid tho.
Now my hair looks like beautiful autum fading in and out from pale green to light red-orange to bronze-gold to mahogany (roots).
Now that i look at the yellowing leaves on the trees i definately see how my hair embodies those trees a bit too acurately.
As beautiful as it is I still have a concert tomorrow which i will not
be allowed to perform in if i do not assimilate my appearance to that
which is expected of the single-minded choir. oh joy.
I
GiVE
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well not really, ill figure out something.
My, that was long and boring
Lets see.. some more inconsequential things about my life..
cinnamon is my new thing. i drink tons of cinnamon and tealeaves infusion and i wreak of cinnamon leaf oil.
I'm loving wicked (the book) (but i noticed tickets for the musical in dc are 250-400 dollors!)
The only class i enjoy doing any work for is my buffy philosophy
seminar. Its kinda pointless but i really go all out on the essays. (no
one in that class takes it seriously anymore) I love listening to my
teaches talk, they are great, but effort on my part is sporadic. I
spend more time worrying about the work than i do actually
working. K, thats enough for now.