My Day Off
Every time I re-dye my hair, the world stops. I can't plan anything that day, it has to be spent at home, because bleaching and painting that one piece of hair that shields my forehead is a process that can take hours and hours to do properly. Plus, I don't feel like getting out and doing anything during that process besides listen to the Gorillaz on my bathroom floor, barely clothed. Yup. I'm in my "comfortable" clothes (my leopard leggings and groupie t-shirt, which are usually reserved for gym classes.) For my 4 pm lunch I ate a chocolate chip waffle with cookies-and-cream ice cream on top.
Then tomorrow I'm going to Chinatown to see my beloved Leah.
And I really miss everyone in New Jersey. I'm a terrible friend. But it's going to be August soon, and it'll all work out, I mean it. I'm going to hang out with everyone, it'll be a massive party, I'm super serial.
jsolsmsdpols,s
-Mirai
Then tomorrow I'm going to Chinatown to see my beloved Leah.
And I really miss everyone in New Jersey. I'm a terrible friend. But it's going to be August soon, and it'll all work out, I mean it. I'm going to hang out with everyone, it'll be a massive party, I'm super serial.
jsolsmsdpols,s
-Mirai