Blue Envy SPLAT

       

Well, the VC shampoo worked well enough for me to do my hair finally. I AM A SMURF! My boss likes it. I think I might have scared my grandparents to death. My mom and boyfriend like it. Now, I am just waiting for school.
However, while I was out yesterday I did have a slightly odd experience. First off, while I was at the skate park with my little crew(my boyfriend, his brother and one to two of out friends) I had a bunch of stupid guys on bikes look at me and go “OHHHH MAAA GAAAWWDDD! ‘ER HAIR BLUE!” I may have then proceeded to flick them off as we drove off. It probably didn’t help that I really get pissed off by people who ride bikes in general.
When we pulled up to my boyfriends we noticed the neighbor girl who’s about twelve had a few friends over. They were all in odd prissy clothes and literally looked like they were going to clown school. They then decided I was a thug and kept screaming that at me and my friends. When I emerged from the tinted window car they all freaked out having a similar reaction to the bikers. I looked at them once and they all ran inside and tried to taunt me from the safety behind a locked door.
Anyway, I will leave you with this:

I don’t think I could live without hair, makeup and styling, let alone be the performer I am. I am a glamour girl through and through. I believe in the glamorous life and I live one.
-Lady Gaga

Bleaching my hair

new addition to my look

My newest and most perminant feature in my looks, my new piercings. About a week ago I endured the process of having a needle shoved through my lip, not once, but twice. Now, before having this done I was told by many friends "naaaaawww it doesn't hurt that bad." I am convinced said friends have no feeling in their faces. While the first one was quite painful, I somehow forgot to breath while the man was doing the second one and almost passed out on the floor.

For the first three days or so I carried cup of ice around with me EVERYWHERE. I got some odd looks in school and especially at church. I also was told how disgraceful I am to my family(okay maybe not those EXACT words) and preached at about neededing a job and how all companies out in the world are concervative so they won't hire me.

Well, the swelling has gone down, the ice cup gets left in the cupboard and my pain only occures when I accidently bite the end of the piercing. I am finally happy to present my newest look: snake bites.