Jun 17, 2009 09:49
Ever since I was about four years old, I've wanted long, silky black hair. I'm a blonde (like, white blonde). And ever since then, I've been begging my parents to let me dye it. I've bleached it before, and they're okay with that, but nooo, I was a natural blonde (and you can't take it for granted!), so I had to stay that way. I've considered rebelling against my parents, but it just seems like a stupid thing to rebel about... I've bought the dye before. I think I still have it hidden in my dresser. But I just couldn't do it. As much as they've let me down, I never want to let my parents down. It's weird.
I'm going to be sixteen soon. I feel old.
I'm getting George Michael today! I feel guilty, not waiting until I meet him to name him... Buuut George Michael is a really awesome name. And only awesome cats deserve it. I want to get out of this house and GET THE CAT.
I'm watching Sesame Street right now. Wowww. NEIL PATRICK HARRIS IS ON IT. I'm telling myself that NPH is the reason I'm watching Sesame Street.
memories,
george michael