For the past few weeks, I have not been in the mood to blog, take photos, or do anything creative. Today, I think I figured out why: it’s because I don’t know what to do.
Actually, that’s not true. I do know what I want and I do know what to do. It’s just that I’ve been putzing around and putting it off. Yesterday, I woke up very late (right about the time I was due at the office) and groaned at the realization that it was only Wednesday. Despite having a full nine hours of sleep (crazy, huh? I totally blacked out!), I was still exhausted. I went about my usual routine (instead of hurrying along like other people would have) and on my second mug of milk tea, it hit me— I don’t wanna live with this crap anymore. My mind has been made up for months and I feel like I am finally ready to act.
I know it’s a bit vague right now (well, not really) but I’d rather keep it that way until I finally do it.
Anyway, I don’t wanna prattle on about angsty stuff that I am too old for so here are some photos I snapped of my freshly re-touched Cherry Bomb hair. I didn’t even bother taking proper photos of it when it faded to a lovely pastel pink. Once again, I diluted it in about half a bottle of conditioner and it still turned out to be mega-bright!
I was looking forward to dyeing my hair blue next month but 2Go lost the dye that my friend, Jad, sent to us! The courier had some random girl sign for it, instead of delivering it to Mega’s receptionist. How stupid is that?!