On the other hand, I am SUPER PUMPED to FINALLY have a job where I can fuck around with my hair. I'm gonna dye it pink once I feel I've worked there long enough to prove I'm not a ruckus causing hoodlum (I'm thinking two weeks in). Years and years ago, I desperately wanted to do stuff like on this site, but now I'm thinking it would be a lot of hassle and money for something that I'd get bored with in a week. But maybe dying it will put the fire for fanciful hair back in my belly. It does take a shitload of time to do, though, and I'm OH SO LAZY. I remember doing
BUT ON THE OTHER HAND SHE SO OWES ME FOR THOSE HOURS OF AWESOME HAIR EFFORT. What say you, Jesso, shall we boldly attempt to braid my hair one of these days?
I REEEEEEEEEEALLY like the stuff like this, but finding two-toned hair extensions in colors like that is REALLY REALLY HARD. (Although upon further inspection, it looks like they may have just layered the braids so that they LOOK two-toned.) Mostly, I like that braided-on-top, loose-on-bottom effect. Maybe what I'll do is dye the bottom half of my hair pink, then once it starts to fade, cut it off and throw in some extensions like that, just for fun.
OH MAN NOW I AM GETTING SUPER EXCITED. I had all but given up on the idea of EVER getting to have hair like this, ever since it struck my fancy as a wee seventeen-year-old. The closest I got was putting my hair in braids for prom*. Nolan did not allow for un-naturally colored hair (although my good rep with the deans allowed me to keep my braids, they even quite liked them :), Subway did not allow for un-naturally colored hair, the Y did not allow it, and Alamo Door DEFINITELY didn't allow it. So now that I have a job where I'll finally be allowed to play with my hair...
...I am almost in a state of infinite shock.
I don't know what to do with the freedom.
MAN, THIS JOB COULD INVOLVE SUCKING THE SOULS OUT OF BABIES THROUGH THEIR EARS AND I WOULDN'T CARE. I AM SO EXCITED TO FINALLY GET TO EXPERIMENT WITH MY HAIR, OH MAN OH MAN OH MAN.
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*HOLY ASS THOSE ARE TERRIBLE PICTURES OF ME. Oh well.