Whitened-Out

Don't just agree with everything your hairdresser says. Today, I learned this wonderful lesson by simply looking in the mirror AND... bam. I totally should've been paying attention. Though it gets boring for me, sitting in a chair having someone push my head all over the place until it's on the right angle to a hair or two, I really need to listen. Hell I think that they know what they're doing (which they do) but not without you giving them an idea. Seeing as giving them this idea may be difficult, they generally just ask questions. Questions that I don't catch because getting my hair is just as fun as looking at myself, doing nothing for a

Don't mess with her. SHE doesn't need a name, it's as simple and basic as it gets. SHE is of course a girl BUT not one girl. No, SHE applies to anyone who might have a HER (and obviously there are HIMs as well). I have a HER. Now this HER is that one person, THAT ONE SINGLE PERSON who can ruin your day in a flash. How, you might ask; IN MORE WAYS THAN WAYS TO FOLD A PIECE OF PAPER (terrible reference for the lose). Anywho my day was ruined by HER though I've survived it. I can't wait for HER next attack. No actually, I can wait cause I'm afraid it's going to kill me. O_o Lesson learned.