| I dyed my hair tonight. It took me so long to grow it out, almost two years. And now I'm back at it. My natural haircolor is really fucking boring and if I'm going to meet a rich husband I need to have nice hair. It's funny, these pictures of me on my diary with black hair. Not that I don't still look exactly the same as always, but god my hair looked like shit back then. Root beer floats taste so good. I am going to gain about 50 pounds while I'm home. I have to go exchange all the clothes I got for a Lane Bryant giftcard. Tomorrow I'm going to Boston! Excitement! I fucking hate Boston, but I love Andrew. And Sarah. And getting drunk. It's going to be weird driving the Honda down to Boston. I haven't done that in a few years. Not since the summer before I started college. If I had only known, I'd have driven the car into oncoming traffic. It's all behind me, though. Boston is my shitty ex boyfriend, and every time I see him, I let him know I'm real happy without him. |
