change of pace
im sick of looking all the same, yet i dont wanna be the person everyone points at and asks: whats up w/ her? i mean the most different i felt was like a week ago, i had worn a pink polo, collar flipped up w/ a rancid shirt over. so ive come up w/ a plan, just a small one: streak my hair different colors, small streaks, and not too flashy. im just so sick of my hair being blonde/brown. there should be more various natural hair colors: like purple. which is something ive already got in my hair, that logan did for me last night. altho she kinda messed up: its definetly at the top of my streaks, but as the hair goes down it fades out. it doesnt look that bad at all tho.
i finally got rainboots :0). they're pink w/ yellow polka dots.
yet i must remember that originality does not come from what u wear, or how u look. but it has to come from who u are, and im pretty sure that im not like everyone else when it comes to that. if anyone objects, i hope they let me know; for if they do this plan is a lost cause and the only thing i'd be is a poser.
this song ramona by guster reminds me so much of may. and ice skating. i know, the 2nd thing is kinda random, but doesnt it sound like a song they'd play while ur ice skating on an outside rink? w/ lights and everything. that's one thing i have yet to do this winter - - ice skating.
i hate snow. its gorgeous when looking at it, but i'd rather just see it than be in it. sure its great to have school off, and 2 hour delays and whatnot, but if we use none then we just get off earlier at the end of the year, which is during SUMMER.... so there is no snow. one thing i hate the most about snow is transportation methods. ur parents wont drive u anywhere, which is understandable because of the hazards, so you are left w/ walking. you walk to ur destination w/ cold limbs, toes, and everything else while either knee deep in frozen water or ankle deep in what resembles a polluted slurpee. once u get to ur destination (if it is someone's house) u r forced to take off ur shoes and soak ur socks in ur wet pants. wishing to be warm, they offer for u to dry ur clothes in the dryer, and borrow something of theirs. if ur ass is anything like mine, even pajama pants rnt exactly comfortable and ur left in a polo or a non-pajama shirt w/ everything else all sterngy feeling. if many people go to the same location its even harder because a lot of people dont take off their shoes right away and track snow in, so when sitting somewhere u end up in a pile of melted or even unmelted snow, freezing that part of ur body w/ a constant chilly wind coming inside from leaving the doors open too long. i personally hate all those feelings. thats my beef w/ snow.
excuse me now i have a "Parliamentary" meeting in my room, which everyone could probly figure out what i mean by that, or if u know me well enough u know exactly what im talking about.
i finally got rainboots :0). they're pink w/ yellow polka dots.
yet i must remember that originality does not come from what u wear, or how u look. but it has to come from who u are, and im pretty sure that im not like everyone else when it comes to that. if anyone objects, i hope they let me know; for if they do this plan is a lost cause and the only thing i'd be is a poser.
this song ramona by guster reminds me so much of may. and ice skating. i know, the 2nd thing is kinda random, but doesnt it sound like a song they'd play while ur ice skating on an outside rink? w/ lights and everything. that's one thing i have yet to do this winter - - ice skating.
i hate snow. its gorgeous when looking at it, but i'd rather just see it than be in it. sure its great to have school off, and 2 hour delays and whatnot, but if we use none then we just get off earlier at the end of the year, which is during SUMMER.... so there is no snow. one thing i hate the most about snow is transportation methods. ur parents wont drive u anywhere, which is understandable because of the hazards, so you are left w/ walking. you walk to ur destination w/ cold limbs, toes, and everything else while either knee deep in frozen water or ankle deep in what resembles a polluted slurpee. once u get to ur destination (if it is someone's house) u r forced to take off ur shoes and soak ur socks in ur wet pants. wishing to be warm, they offer for u to dry ur clothes in the dryer, and borrow something of theirs. if ur ass is anything like mine, even pajama pants rnt exactly comfortable and ur left in a polo or a non-pajama shirt w/ everything else all sterngy feeling. if many people go to the same location its even harder because a lot of people dont take off their shoes right away and track snow in, so when sitting somewhere u end up in a pile of melted or even unmelted snow, freezing that part of ur body w/ a constant chilly wind coming inside from leaving the doors open too long. i personally hate all those feelings. thats my beef w/ snow.
excuse me now i have a "Parliamentary" meeting in my room, which everyone could probly figure out what i mean by that, or if u know me well enough u know exactly what im talking about.