Random Confession Time

In all honesty, this blog doesn't give much advice. It's a narcissistic blog purposing to discuss things in my life to (a) make me feel better or (b) brag about the things that make my simple life really awesome. So yeah, I just wanted to get that out there. Sorry for people looking for how-to's. You won't find much of those here.

I ate chocolate after one stressful day and ended up sounding manly, raspy and toad-like the next day. Worst scenario, it was Sunday and I was back up vocals for the worship team. I regretted that I couldn't give God my best and promised myself to be a better steward of my voice (thereby declaring not to eat chocolate in the evenings)

I dream of random things in my sleep. Say I was browsing the internet, looking at random things like flower pots, violins, make up or deflatable green balls. I dream of that great digitech jamman solo at guitar center when I go to bed. Sometimes I even dream of going to the store and buying the most random of things.

There are times when I brush my teeth with my favorite toothpaste (Arm and Hammer) and have the unusual and gross urge to swallow. I think it's the baking soda. But a lesson in life tells me that not all great-tasting things are edible.

When I take an awfully long time to get out of the shower, my family should take the hint that I am unabashedly sniffing Albatross White. I seriously try to stop it but oh my gosh these things are like drugs. I'm thinking of writing a petition to the government about these abhorrent things. Manufacturing this is surely illegal, right? I think it's affecting my brains.

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The Evolution of Hair

Short Bob with Bangs/Fringe - when I was younger, I had thinner hair that appeared brown. My parents liked to keep it short with bangs because long hair stuck to my skin a lot because I sweat a lot because I played under the sun (predictably) a lot. That's an illegal sentence for you folks, but I don't care because right now it's too late here for me to be writing this post. So grammar Nazi Pen-pen is out. Also because of lice issues. (**Note to parents with cute young children: keep your uninfected children away from children infected with lice!) I kept the bob through third grade.

Black Slashed Hair - I started growing my hair past shoulder length only on my fourth grade and kept it slashed majority of the time. I did that because combing my hair is such a bother.

Brown Hair - my precious hair started prematurely graying when I was in sixth grade, by the time I hit fourteen, I managed this by constantly dyeing my hair light brown. Sometimes I curled my hair on special occasions.

Black Long then Short Hair - I kept the brown 'do until my nursing clinical instructor adviced (more like threatened) me to dye it back to black. Nursing CI's often magnify the widely accepted conspicuity of brown hair in a black-head (Lol) country that finally forced me to go black. I hated it and still hate it.

The worst hair color in the world - I bleached my hair after being back to black because I hated it so much. Terrible mistake! Not only is bleach drying, it also left my head with two odd and contrasting colors in the worst possible way. Blond at the top and brown at the bottom. A reverse ombre, as I sometimes admit. The blond part was expected, but the brown part was because I'd already dyed my hair black and it made it impossible for other colors to cling on to it. I dyed it three times before I somehow evened it out, and even then I kept on redyeing it because the bleach was too strong and always washed the dark brown away.

Chestnut - I finally am starting to love my hair again. I like chestnut out of all the colors I've tried. Many don't agree with me and tell me I look best in light brown. I don't care. I like how the red comes out when the light hits my hair.

White Long Curls - I adored because of watching to much anime.

Copper Head - I adored because of watching too much Suburgatory. Still a dream to date.

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