Tuesday, January 1, 2008
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I'm going to sleep. I just finished my champagne and I'm tired. My brother and his " friend" are in the bathroom and it's starting to piss me off. Whatever. Bye.
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The blond didn't work on my hair. I don't know why, but this seriously depresses me. What ever. I go back to school tomorrow, so I won't be posting as much. I'll tell you about my day after school. So here I sit, with a newly poured glass of Champagne, watching the bubbles rise to the top and burst. I'll talk about the metaphor later when I get rid of my hangover.
Hair
Our bathroom has turned into a friggin' beauty parlor. Eve is bleaching her hair with Clorox so she can dye the tips red, Austen just died his tips red, I just died my tips red and I'm gonna put in blond streaks, and Mitchell is cutting his hair, then dying it blond. Phew! Mitchell's hair is died black from the natural brown, and mine is died brown from the natural blond. Mom is staying with gray. My hair looks kick ass already, but I know it will look great because I used to dye the tips red all the time. George's looks even better than mine. Eve's brown hair is lightening as i speak. i'm gonna go finish with blond. bye!
The Morning After--12:26pm
Just woke up. Slight hangover. George is sitting on my bean bag chair with Baby Ace. I need breakfast. Cheetos here I come!
Music -time-12:13am
First song of 2008: When we were done yelling and there was that split second of silence, I started singing "Old Lang Sign" By Allan Sherman to the beat of the new Year's music on Animal Crossing. Mitchell joined in , but I had started at the end of the beat, and everyone was confused, so we did it again. Then we high- fived and started laughing. Just thought you should know. bye!
happy New Year!
Here I am, and Two Screwdrivers+ creme de menthe and A glass of Champagne later, I have a headache. but Apparently I'm a fun drunk, so It's all good. George is over here, So we toasted in the New year. Gotta go. Bye!
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