And now I want to cut it o__O I actually found this haircut in a mag that I REALLLY like. Its like...chin length. Exciting =) In other news, nothing worth writing about is going down. Must run off to do stuff! Read my livejournal if you're really curious. Bye!

me: will you still like me as a freak? XD
vly: That is such a cool color!
vly: I want hair that color ;_;

Kat just said she liked my neck. But er, anyway, school starting soonish and my hair is green for at least the next week. So maybe I'll go over it with a darker blue. In hopes of saving it. Its already fried from the earlier bleaching to the point where I use tubes of conditioner each shower to keep it soft XD another fixer-up can't hurt too bad. And hopefully my summer hair dye adventure will end there...I have pictures of each color save the orange. So maybe I can turn those in as further art media exploration. Or maybe I should just finish my sketchbook.

It feels like everyone who bothers to talk to me is mocking me. No one takes me seriously. Mom's convinced that computers can do no wrong and the fact that mine is a piece of shit is all my fault. Do you know how ANNOYING it is to have someone who knows NOTHING about a subject tell you what they think is true? Everything is my fault. She even said my headphones probably weren't working because I kept dropping my CD player. That thing is ancient. And I only dropped it twice when I FIRST GOT IT. Wouldn't it have broke earlier if this was the cause? Is everything my fault around here? Things can't grow old and break in my little world? Mom won't forgive Pop for not telling her the exact date he was leaving for Wyoming. She won't even answer the phone. I talked to him and now he sounds lonely so I feel bad. Today sucks.

Jackie just told me that her friend (a girl I know very vaguely) just heard that her brother died in a car accident this morning. We've only been able to say "That really sucks" so far, which feels rather pathetic. We need a stronger verb. She told me the guy was 21, which is just a terrible age to have something like that happen >< Too many people die in car accidents. Its just obscene. And my parents wonder why I haven't tried for my liscense yet. Ergg. That little bit of news left me with a bad feeling. Sure, I don't know the girl too well (she's in a grade below me but sometimes I talk to her group) but I can't imagine how terrible she must feel right now. I hope she's okay.

And why do I feel so crummy? The day wasn't a total flop or anything. But I've been fighting off fatigue and headaches for the past three days. I don't know what's wrong with me o__O tired...

Somehow my original highlight attempt turned orange. I don't know. But I tried to fix it with a different highlight kit, which made it wayy too light. And it was still orange. So I put the red dye in over it.
And it turned bright pink.
In my art expierience, I have never had this happen before. Orange-ish red is the closest you're going to get with acrylics. I suppose hair is different. Anyway, it was so bright, it made my skin color look queer, so today I got some "crystal brown" hair dye and DYED IT BACK TO BROWN. Well, sort of. The brown dye somehow gave it new highlights. So its a little lighter. But it'll hold the next color really well. Still, I'm waiting. I don't want to fry my hair anymore then necessary. At least a week before I put the red (or the blue) in again. Conditioning like mad...gahh. I think I'll just use "crystal brown" from now on. It makes its own highlights and its verry easy to put in. Then its light enough to go bright.

Why the hell am I ranting about this? Went to Auburn today. (Andy: WHY?) Just for fun. (Andy: FUN?) We went to their Ross and some office supply store. Actually I just needed to get out of the house. I'm at the peak of my PMS where I'm mood swinging around and killing stuff. And feeling fat. I always feel fat ~__~

Starting school September 4th (well, that's orientation), which is just wayy too soon. That only gives me what, two weeks? And to start it off the school decides to limit textbook purchase TO THE INTERNET. And the service is REALLY stupid. This is technology abuse right here. Then I get an invitation to one of those huuge party things these two girls I know always have for like...Sep 14? I don't know. I don't really want to go...I've gone before, and its been pretty stupid. But since the party is AFTER school, people have a week and a half to bug me about being anti social! Yayness. I just being pestered about going to a party by people who, in the end, just won't show up.

I bought a highlighting kit at Raley's a few days ago. The red I had in my hair was fading out, and I thought it would be fun to lighten my hair a bit before putting more in. Unfortunatly I didn't read the labels - there were about 5 boxes that ALL LOOKED EXACTLY THE SAME. So I picked one at random. Which turned out to be the one for already blonde hair. Mine is light/medium brown. So when I put it in it was ORANGE. Totally orange. I briefly panicked. But it turned out sort of okay after I had a chance to wash and dry it. A little less orange, a little more golden. Light enough to take the raspberry dye (see here...raspberry beret!). But in the mean time it reaaallly looks ditzy. I would never bleach my hair blonde for the sake of just being blonde...I think my skin is too dark for it to look natural. Mom says I'd just look like a surfer o__O So yes, the Fudge is going in very soon... And dude, I'll try to keep writing.

And I'd just had ENOUGH of that stupid site, so I was like "noo! take me with you! just take me out of this place!" Then he said "Really? Where? Wanna go to Mexico to elope?" (all three of us...him, me, and vly. Andy was off pumping a tire). But Kurt overheard and he told us, fine, but we'd have to be back in 20 minutes. (we asked him if he wanted maracas or something, but he said no) So we just went to the A&W and Andy and Vly followed in his explorer. Where we got mini corndogs and root beer floats XD Those things are yummy, seriously. Then we ate in the bed of Aaron's pickup until Kurt showed back up with the cement. It just struck me that he never ate anything o__O I hope he was okay. Anyway, when the cement came we finished up and Andy and Aaron doodled an earthworm being attacked by a missle on it. No, no reason. And when I got home feeling grubby, my crazy family wanted to go out for steak dinner. So they let me change my shirt and dragged me off again. I JUST got home. So now I'm going to do something completley unproductive. Like watch Daria.

And look, it even has a punch line! It can stand alone =)

I'm wondering what I'll do with this painting when its done. Scanning it in a half finished stage would put sort of a fake glamourous spin on it, so that I could say "Yeah, this is in the WORKING stage" and everyone could imagine it turned out fabulous =) Taking a picture of/scanning the finished thing seems too...final? Y'know. I guess I'm a little paranoid about what people will think. "THAT took you three whole days??" But oh well. I try. And now its looking so much better than it did earlier this evening. Much production. I filled in the color on the girl. The whole thing is a girl looking up at a skull (thank you SO much Dan for that lovely skull-ish site that gave you nightmares!), with a sort of blueish gradient as a background. When I was doing the lips on the girl I splattered paint on the newspaper nearby which happened to be an underwear model spread. Now one of the models looks like she's just been shot. Twice. Its morbidly funny, and I think I'll cut it out and paste it in my sketchbook. Seriously! ^^; poor girl. That's the non glamourous side of being a model. Crazy artists might use your spreads to protect their table top, then laugh when you get all covered in paint. Nope, TV commercials are the way to go.

Now that I thought of cutting that out, I better do it now before I forget. Despite other production, nothing in the sketchbook. Read a little bit more of Andy Warhol's ideas. He's an interesting guy. Finished the 5th page of my top-secret-because-it-prolly-won't-last comic thing. Sneak a peek at an unfinished page here. I haven't got around to uploading any of the nice ones. Gwen, the KISS doll got some new clothes too. I figured she needed some big comfy sweaters and a teddybear. I was in a comfy clothes mood.