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Female Location • Here Member Since • 2005-05-30 Occupation • Life preserver :) Real Name • Belina
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Achievements • http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb281/Soul_Resistance/Untitled.jpg... Nuff said Anime Fan Since • Ever since Pokemon Favorite Anime • I'm not that obsessed anymore, to be honest. Mostly just Kare Kano, Ceres, Furuba, Ouran Highschool Hostclub, FMA, and, of course, ShinChan. X3 Goals • Make it out of here in one piece Hobbies • Paranoia, mood swings, and the occasional emotional meltdown Talents • :)
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Monday, December 14, 2009
Alright, first thing's first:
I am completely shocked and flattered that people actually bothered to read the first draft of my one-act play. Hardly anybody ever reads my stuff anymore because it tends to be about 2 or 3 pages if not more than that. So whether you liked it or not, thank you for reading it.
And now then... (HUGEDEEPBREATHOMG) I have earth-shattering news: I am no longer Skittles. That is, my hair is no longer yellow-ish blond with pink and orange streaks. For the first time in about 5 years, my hair is it's natural color, and I cannot tell you how weirded out I am by it. I can't decide whether I love it or hate it.
The reason I consider this change so earth-shattering is because, this is going to seem very weird, but I have always thought of my hair as the most direct representation of my personality, and have almost always instinctively acted according to my hair-color.
For example, I was more hyper when I was blonde.
I was spunkier when I was a redhead.
I was more anime character-like when I had pink streaks.
I was more aloof and calm when my hair was blue.
And now that my hair is back to being only one darker shade away from being black, I'm more... Sleepy(?) XD
Or, at least, that's what it seems like because I've been dead tired all day. lol
The cool part is, I still have strands of pink and blond left to mar the darkness. It's almost like God knew how I wold interpret it, so he let me have some bold colors left over so my "neon edginess" or ,whatever you want to call it, wouldn't be completely covered over by natural "dark browness." Like, if you think about it in terms of my personality, I'm finally fully being myself, but because of all the years I spent hiding behind and experimenting with different colors and different facades, I'm more me than I was before I started dying my hair. I'm different and special, and for once in my life, I'm not ashamed of it.
Right. Now that I've spent an entire paragraph talking about my hair, let's talk about something completely insignificant like love. XD
I didn't want to say this, because I thought if I didn't say it, it would just turn out not to be true and just disappear. But it obviously won't, so let's get on with it.
I am completely and utterly infatuated with someone who will never like me back. And I'm not just saying that because I'm insecure, I'm saying that because he is completely gay and I'm pretty sure he has a boyfriend.
So yeah. It sucks majorly,
And in honor of this major suckage, I present Trouble by Nevershoutnever:
