oxygen tanks.
ok so, i got dye today at the mall. and um, didn't get a chance to get bleach. i really need a 40 vol. kit... yeah. fuck! so i tried dying it anyways, & just put it this way. manic panic, you suck so much. i dyed it once, didn't show up. so i did it again, over the same spots. & it barely shows up. i'd like to scream. so, tomorrows mission is to get a fucking bleach kit & make this shit gleam. yeah like, 'GAHDAMN THAT'S WACK!' kind of gleam. bright. if anyone has bleach that they don't need then, let me know. seriously.
brett has tomorrow off work & that makes me sososo happy! fiance time!! next weekend he's going to be at FYE's signing thing with Jesse McCartney & i'm oh so jealous of him that i might pull my shitty hair out. hah.
speaking of hair dye. i freaking... i don't know, it exploded on me in julies car. hahahah. that sucked! another point proven, i'm fucking clumsy. luckily, it was night time. & luckily, we were on the way home anyway. the bad part is i had to throw away one of my favorite shirts. fuck me.
ps: stephhh, what are you doing today(saturday)?!?
brett has tomorrow off work & that makes me sososo happy! fiance time!! next weekend he's going to be at FYE's signing thing with Jesse McCartney & i'm oh so jealous of him that i might pull my shitty hair out. hah.
speaking of hair dye. i freaking... i don't know, it exploded on me in julies car. hahahah. that sucked! another point proven, i'm fucking clumsy. luckily, it was night time. & luckily, we were on the way home anyway. the bad part is i had to throw away one of my favorite shirts. fuck me.
ps: stephhh, what are you doing today(saturday)?!?