Dear journal...
Mood: bored
This is what's on my mind:
Today my dad woke me up. I didnt sleep in my contacts. I'm about to take a shower. Then I will straighten my hair when it dries. I should blow dry it to speed up the process. However I dont like blow drying my hair. Especailly when I dont use enough conditioner. I need lots of conditioner, My hair is big if I dont use it. Once I forgot to use conditioner, slept in wet hair and woke with an almost afro. I almost spelled almost olmost. George olmoz is an a**. He flicked me off and called me bad things the other day. I choked him with my scarf. I thought it was wool, but it wasnt so it left a rash on his neck. He got pissed. I dont think he'll mess with me anytime soon. That makes me happy. I'm gonna call all my closest friends on christmas day. It might bother them, oh well. Nothing else to think about. Goodbye
 The Red Haired Fiend · Sat Nov 24, 2007 @ 05:19am · 0 Comments |
