I love Karyn Danforth
I just love it when people ask you if you got a haircut. WHEN IT'S SO PLAIN OBVIOUS THAT YOU INFACT DID. It happened to me on several accounts today. And if you haven't noticed by these past couple sentences, yes, I certainly got my hairs cut. Much shorter than what I asked.
Some crazy Hungarian lady was doing the chopping and at first she asks "How about here?".. 2 inches shorter. I go "hmm, yeah, that's about good." and before we've come to an end on cutting all my hairs, she keeps snipping! Snip, Snip. Snip. I can BARELY put it up in a ponytail anymore. Okay, I exaggerate, but it's a drastic change ( again, I exaggerate, but not really ) . I haven't had my hair this short in maybe.. 5 or 6 years? So. Pictures..
ahha, I look like some crazy anime character in that. (in reference to my exhausted, exhausted eyes)
Hahaha, Lisa. Reminds you of...
layers, and shite. da bomb, mom.
From last night.
I'm more displaying my super cool Cherry shirt than my hair. Yeah.
Yesterday. Uhhh, sucked just a tad. I took Matt and Rob to the mall. Don't know why. Then to Salvation Army so they could shoplift some plain shirts to make Dialogue From a Film shirts. Hahhaah. And see. Now that there's a college football stadium down the street, that's massive, Bruce Springsteen thought it'd be awesome to say... play two shows in one week there.
So. I pull into the parking lot. And some guy walks up to my car and it goes like this:
Dude: Parking here will cost you $5.
Me: You're kidding right? I could buy a wardrobe here with that money.
Dude: Oh, you're here to shop. So you're not seeing Bruce Springsteen?
Me: Yeah, obviously!
Of course, I wasn't that rude. I find that I can't be rude to people. Or decline a proposal that involves me doing something for someone. And lately, that trait of mine has been doing me no good at all. I haven't gotten a chance to do homework at all this week. Because I'm either... hanging out with someone because they wanted to and I can't find it in myself to say "hey, I have to stay home and do my homework and stuff." and leave them bored.. not that I would be much of entertainment. (But I suppose when you drive and have your own car, your entertainment to whoever doesn't!) - Making a webpage because I said I would for a band or something. Running errands for other people. And I'm so under appreciated for all that I do for people. I realize this finally. Good Ol' Shannon pointed it out to me when I was scrambling to get a chapter of my Psychology book done in English, the period before Psych. I then realize also how much I adore and miss Ms. Shannon. She's the best.
Really.
I have to learn how to say "No".
But some people making it hard for me to do so.
Maybe I need to learn how not to give in.
Yeah, that's it.
ADAM & ADAM, OCTOBER 24TH! Yayayyayay.
I'm excited.
The trees are dancing outside.
I still have no idea what I'm doing tonight.
I HAVE OPTIONS THOUGH. That's funny.
Some crazy Hungarian lady was doing the chopping and at first she asks "How about here?".. 2 inches shorter. I go "hmm, yeah, that's about good." and before we've come to an end on cutting all my hairs, she keeps snipping! Snip, Snip. Snip. I can BARELY put it up in a ponytail anymore. Okay, I exaggerate, but it's a drastic change ( again, I exaggerate, but not really ) . I haven't had my hair this short in maybe.. 5 or 6 years? So. Pictures..
ahha, I look like some crazy anime character in that. (in reference to my exhausted, exhausted eyes)
Hahaha, Lisa. Reminds you of...
layers, and shite. da bomb, mom.
From last night.
I'm more displaying my super cool Cherry shirt than my hair. Yeah.
Yesterday. Uhhh, sucked just a tad. I took Matt and Rob to the mall. Don't know why. Then to Salvation Army so they could shoplift some plain shirts to make Dialogue From a Film shirts. Hahhaah. And see. Now that there's a college football stadium down the street, that's massive, Bruce Springsteen thought it'd be awesome to say... play two shows in one week there.
So. I pull into the parking lot. And some guy walks up to my car and it goes like this:
Dude: Parking here will cost you $5.
Me: You're kidding right? I could buy a wardrobe here with that money.
Dude: Oh, you're here to shop. So you're not seeing Bruce Springsteen?
Me: Yeah, obviously!
Of course, I wasn't that rude. I find that I can't be rude to people. Or decline a proposal that involves me doing something for someone. And lately, that trait of mine has been doing me no good at all. I haven't gotten a chance to do homework at all this week. Because I'm either... hanging out with someone because they wanted to and I can't find it in myself to say "hey, I have to stay home and do my homework and stuff." and leave them bored.. not that I would be much of entertainment. (But I suppose when you drive and have your own car, your entertainment to whoever doesn't!) - Making a webpage because I said I would for a band or something. Running errands for other people. And I'm so under appreciated for all that I do for people. I realize this finally. Good Ol' Shannon pointed it out to me when I was scrambling to get a chapter of my Psychology book done in English, the period before Psych. I then realize also how much I adore and miss Ms. Shannon. She's the best.
Really.
I have to learn how to say "No".
But some people making it hard for me to do so.
Maybe I need to learn how not to give in.
Yeah, that's it.
ADAM & ADAM, OCTOBER 24TH! Yayayyayay.
I'm excited.
The trees are dancing outside.
I still have no idea what I'm doing tonight.
I HAVE OPTIONS THOUGH. That's funny.