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Tuesday, March 13, 2007


one potato, two potato, three potato..
Today I got to sit in a big chair while a lady shot needles through my ears.. it only took the last 10 of my 14 years to convince my mother to let me. I'm happy she finally did :D
It feels like victory somehow..
I won.
I convinced my mom to let me do something entirely against her will, but somehow with her consent..
Ah what a joyous day.


So.. pigtails. I wore my hair in pigtails today. In the morning.. it always seems like a good idea. Then about noon, you twist and play with them and then you think.. do I even look good in pigtails? I'm one of those people that is typically paranoid about their appearance. I've been trying to come out of it a bit, like when I start telling myself that no one really cares how I'm wearing my hair anyways.. but grr. It's always noon that I regret wearing them. I view this topic in knot-hole format. A knot-hole is a knot-hole. Things that are expected to be found in random areas of fences. Some stand out, some are cool shapes, some you try to stick your finger through and you get it stuck. But no matter what.. a knot-hole is a knot-hole, and usually no one really remembers a specific one while walking down the street. Its like the hair thing. No one really will remember or care.

I have to talk things like this over with myself before they make sense. I don't mind the pigtails anymore.

So I'm going to go eat some mint chocolate chip ice cream and then practice. I got tons of new repertoire and I can't wait to get started :)

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