started watching tlc a makeover story. got depressed. i've been a raging bitch because we have'nt had any heat availible to us. the repair man is a fucking joke. he gets here and all he wants to do is talk. i really don't care about him or his life, just fix the damn heat! it has been four days. so anyway, that is the jist of my feelings. school, for this term, is almost over. i'm heading home to r.i. for christmas on the 17th. my friend is bringing me a bleach kit on his way home while i wait for this asshole to call me. unfortunatly, i may change my mind and not use it. i know myself by now and think the major push for changing my hair is frustration. goddamn, i hate being cold and being pissed over things i can't control (fuck, it rhymed)
mindless:
Bleach your hair! What do you have to lose? You only live once.