huzzah, for i finally redyed my head...
last night i finally got around to doing it. i redyed my hair blood fucking red. i love it, its the colour of slightly dryed blood, absolutly beautiful...i miss my roots though, i actually liked having roots...i thought they were fun. but the bottle friggin said intense colour, and it flippin is! finally, a product that doesnt lie...
anyways, today has sucked so far. i made breakfast, yes i cooked, but no one ate it except hamlet. dammit it all...i was stuck eating breakfast with hamlet. very irritating. then i got on the computer after clearing the dishes into the sink and putting the leftovers in the fridge *of course there were leftover, i cooked enough for four people and only two ate* i went to my lovely little computer. hamlet turned on the tv where they were reporting on the hurricane heading out way and september 11th...he went into a panic attack and wanted a hug. i told him to back the hell off and he fucking wouldnt. he kept trying to hug me and i kept pushing him the hell away. fuck it all he led me to my...im not gonna finish that thought.
i need to go see sara today...i probly will.
goodbye all,
Bekka
anyways, today has sucked so far. i made breakfast, yes i cooked, but no one ate it except hamlet. dammit it all...i was stuck eating breakfast with hamlet. very irritating. then i got on the computer after clearing the dishes into the sink and putting the leftovers in the fridge *of course there were leftover, i cooked enough for four people and only two ate* i went to my lovely little computer. hamlet turned on the tv where they were reporting on the hurricane heading out way and september 11th...he went into a panic attack and wanted a hug. i told him to back the hell off and he fucking wouldnt. he kept trying to hug me and i kept pushing him the hell away. fuck it all he led me to my...im not gonna finish that thought.
i need to go see sara today...i probly will.
goodbye all,
Bekka