So here's how the day went in no particular order:
English- check. Professor seemingly loved my paper. He says I have a lot of "voice" and "character" and I'm good at being funny, which is hard to be in persuasive research essays, apparently.
Made comment about my hair.
Him: "Are you aware that your hair matches your shirt?"
Me: "What?! No way! What color is my hairs?!"
If you're wondering its now dark blond with bits of light blond, purple, turquoise, and pink woven in. I have run away from myself yet again. I'd post a picture, except I don't have any yet. It's pretty much a work of Kim Art. And I'm crazy PMS.
Like literally crazy. Don't let me near dye or scissors when I'm in this state. It is when I most often run away from myself.
Guy from lunch on my hair: "I reeeeeally like it. It looks like a blueberry muffin. I like blueberry muffins. Mmmmm."
Kim on my hair: "Funfetti."
Sweet action. I'm a pastry.
Watched the new Grey's Anatomy. Man that show is my downfall. I cry every time.
Because I am Meredith Grey.
That's right. If you know me and you know her. Bingo.
I'm also Clementine from Eternal Sunshine. I don't need to explain myself.
I went to the most boring speech of my entire life also. Tabernacle. 7 PM. Wanted to kill myself.
These were my thoughts:
"I have to write a paper on this shit?"
That's about all I can say for this speech. Do I remember any of it? No. I fell asleep. Twice.
Okay about five-nine times. Lack of sleep sometimes does this to you. Especially when some old guy is muttering about how the the future will speak of the Utah War. Does he tell us any facts? Any stories? Any history? No. He tells us books that are coming out that will tell us about it... in about three years.
Great man. Not helping. Thanks so much.
Also my hair in a tabernacle= not so good.
The People: "Oh no! Her hair! It's colored. That's bad. We can't go to the temple with hair like that. She's doomed."
Can't wait till I go to church on Sunday. I love Utah Mormons. They think I can't feel the spirit because my hair blocks its rays.
I wish my sunscreen were that good.
Next order of business:
If your girlfriend is angry that you once dated other girls and possibly took pictures with them I'll tell you what you do.
Don't date them.
It's inevitable that someone you date is going to have dated/kissed/? /?????? another girl/boy. It's called life and love, hormones and lust. You weren't with her/him so honestly you need to look past it. If you get angry just because somewhere in the wide world is a picture of them together, if you're so angry you yell and say biting things I have one thing to tell you.
You're a crazy bitch.
One more thing:
Somebody please. I want to see Burn Notice.
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