NEW HAIR!
EEEHEHEHEEH!!
I dyed my hair today!
Not just one color, but TWO!
Went back to Hot Topic with Alicia today and got some stuff I was eyeing yesterday. I wont bore you with the details of what I bought, so dont fret. [Other than to note I finally got a pair of black and white converse sneakers I've been wanting FOREVER!]
I dyed the majority of my hair jet black, and two strands in the front on either side of my face I bleached out then dyed bright red with this semi-perminate dye... Ala Rogue style even... so every couple weeks or so I can either toutch it up or change out the color for another. Its fuckin AWSOME!
Took HOURS to do at home, and Alex had to help, but the end result is sooooooooo AWSOME!
Im going to take pictures of it and post them here as soon as I can, which will also show off the new style in which I wear my hair now. Up. Its kind of hard to describe without sounding stupid... so I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves.
Need to go through my clothes and weed out the ones that got ruined at GA Bottle and either try to wash out the stains with hot water and de-greaser stuff... or just toss the poor things and get stuff that fits better anyways. Lost so much weight up there that the pants I started working up there in dont fit very well anymore. Aka: they're hanging off my hipbones and if Alex tugs on them at the knees, they'll come right off.
Need to go through my shirts too and weed out all my old baggy men's gear I dont wear anymore and the itty bitty shirts from middle school that still fit and look good on me.... but make me feel like Im 12.... [All I wore at GA Bottle were my tank tops, which didnt get ruined by the grease... the grease always got my pants, especially the knees]
Its not going to leave me with very many clothes anymore... but god dammit, I need some new stuff that serves a purpose of MORE than just covering me up so I can venture into public on occasion. I want stuff that I feel is at least somewhat of an expression of myself, no matter how small that expression might be.
Fuck just wearing stuff for the purposes of being clothed... I want to look good and feel good for a change.
Viva la spontanious rebel streak!
But no rebel flags, please.
I dyed my hair today!
Not just one color, but TWO!
Went back to Hot Topic with Alicia today and got some stuff I was eyeing yesterday. I wont bore you with the details of what I bought, so dont fret. [Other than to note I finally got a pair of black and white converse sneakers I've been wanting FOREVER!]
I dyed the majority of my hair jet black, and two strands in the front on either side of my face I bleached out then dyed bright red with this semi-perminate dye... Ala Rogue style even... so every couple weeks or so I can either toutch it up or change out the color for another. Its fuckin AWSOME!
Took HOURS to do at home, and Alex had to help, but the end result is sooooooooo AWSOME!
Im going to take pictures of it and post them here as soon as I can, which will also show off the new style in which I wear my hair now. Up. Its kind of hard to describe without sounding stupid... so I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves.
Need to go through my clothes and weed out the ones that got ruined at GA Bottle and either try to wash out the stains with hot water and de-greaser stuff... or just toss the poor things and get stuff that fits better anyways. Lost so much weight up there that the pants I started working up there in dont fit very well anymore. Aka: they're hanging off my hipbones and if Alex tugs on them at the knees, they'll come right off.
Need to go through my shirts too and weed out all my old baggy men's gear I dont wear anymore and the itty bitty shirts from middle school that still fit and look good on me.... but make me feel like Im 12.... [All I wore at GA Bottle were my tank tops, which didnt get ruined by the grease... the grease always got my pants, especially the knees]
Its not going to leave me with very many clothes anymore... but god dammit, I need some new stuff that serves a purpose of MORE than just covering me up so I can venture into public on occasion. I want stuff that I feel is at least somewhat of an expression of myself, no matter how small that expression might be.
Fuck just wearing stuff for the purposes of being clothed... I want to look good and feel good for a change.
Viva la spontanious rebel streak!
But no rebel flags, please.