went up north to see the family as promsied, and was plesantly surprised to have a nice time. my cousins were all pretty entertaining and grandma and grandpa were in full story mode.

watched step-brothers for the first time and am bummed that i waited so long to do so. the ride back with jake and al was funny.

i won the "armstrong's most spirited award" due to my recent cheery outlook on life? appearently i had been "seeming absent and far away" for the past few gettogethers. can't blame them for thinking so, but where was i? anyway...if being happy get's me twenty bucks...i'm happy to be happy.

but now i'm back and it doesn't even feel like the weekend should be finished. back to otec and school. but at least we have mlk day on friday right?

oh and ps- i got some lovely acid wash pink pants. righteous.

so otc was pretty pointless today, mr. webb informed me that i was "no more prepared to be a hairstylist than to walk on the moon." thank you for your support mr. webb. nonetheless i am feeling more optimistic than before. amber and i are going to watch my new lovely a clockwork orange dvd and drink pink lemonade. i guess i'm writing trevor a permission slip to come to my house whilst i'm out of town.

i don't know if i'm looking forward to going up north to see my family. i mean, i always end up having a pretty good time. but i'm always semi-aware that i'm putting on a front. just to make sure nobody finds me too disagreeable, not a really enjoyable way to spend my weekend. but hell, at least i'll be able to rub the election results in their faces. maybe the obama shirt will have to come out of the closet once again. haha.

1/7/09

i don't know exactly what i'm planning to do today. i either want to

-go to sally's to get new scissors.

-go to green's in rochester, get some prismacolor markers.

-OR go to best buy and finally get a clockwork orange to own...and maybe see if there are any nice cd's.

another discouraging day at otc; stubborn up-do's. i don't know how many more curlers set and comb outs i'm going to be able to tolerate before i rip out my own hair. however, mr. webb let me in on the facinating world of dolphins and eating hamburgers. i realized today that maybe i've run out of things to talk about. some girl was sitting on the bus going on and ON for a steady 20 minutes....and i thought to myself, "i don't think i've said that much consecuativly in my life." is that a bad thing? i know i could never be called soft-spoken. new perspective is all. oh, i thought of a little charecter discription on the ride to otc.

"he was undeniably attractive, however his face was peculiar. the bridge of his nose veered to the right, indicating some type of childhood injury. his cheek bones were sharp, as if the area below them had been hollowed out. running vertically on the left side of his upper lip was a scar. his cheeks and chin were covered in a thin layer of scruff. and although his overall appearance gave off the hectic vibe of some man raised in the wild, his eyes were crisp and calm. they did not shift from side to side or stay close to the ground. whatever he was focused on, his eyes stayed true. his eyes were what gave him away."

peace out.

1/6/09

today:
-set some curlers in my mannequin, that i found near impossible.
-went to the library with trevor.
-figured out "your song" by sir elton on the guitar.
-learned some oragomi.
-took down a christmas tree.

i thought i would start a blog to document the mundane things and thoughts of mine. today i pondered endlessly on the bus (yes, the bus.) about whether i live too much inside my own head. but where else am i to live?
oh, and i accidentally wore a see-through shirt to school. go me.