So I cut all of my hair off, and dyed it Burgendy 48. Cece told me not to tell anyone the color, but she's completely kidding, lowl.
I absolutely hated it for about four days. Everyone kept staring at me trying to figure out who I was, and random people said "I love your hair!" Obviously, since I go to Cheyenne Mountain High School, after about the 10th person, I decided everyone was lying to me just to make me feel better.
The first day I had it cut, I dyed it extremely dark burgendy. I didn't know better. I even put my hair up so it looked like all of it was gone when I looked in the mirror. I hated it.

I started thinking to myself What the hell is wrong with you? You say you live for change, and you can't go another day without something being different, and you're freaking out about your hair? So I started forcing myself ot like it.

I had been doing makeup for the play, and I thought everyone was going to ignore me when new people [*COUGH, BOYS] came into the room. But no one did. That hilarious cheerleader, Alex, still talks to me and she's so nice. Yes, she's a sophmore, but I'm amazed she even acknowledges me still. Her friend, Piper, who is an olympic ice-skater I think doesn't like me very much. But she hugged me the other day after she got douche-in-the-front-row-Tim's phone number. I think it was because she was shocked he was being so nice to her... but the reason he was being so  nice to her is because of how kickfuckingass the scars on his hands looked before the play.
I was terrified the red would come off in his gloves since it was the second time I had done it, but they didn't.
They stayed perfectly red and very vibrant to the audience.

I love the play. I love doing makeup for the play. It's so fun to meet new people while I'm making them look perfectly perfect for the stage.
Even that douche-in-the-front-row-Time. He's pretty annoying, and insanely controling, but he is sosososo funny. And veryyyyy attractive. Except for his ugly random rosacea [I can't believe I spelled that right, FIRST TRY!]... but that is easy to disguse with cover-up. 
He was telling me exactly how white he is and how funny it is that he is the blackest one in the room, even though his favorite things are foods such as bologna and caserol. [XD]

My art is fun to see in action, too. I never thought I could be an artist again... especially while focusing on school at Cheyenne Mountain High School, most prestigeous public high school in Colorado... known for its 98% college accepted students first year out of high school.

Yesterday, I went shopping with Sami and I'm really happy she decided to come with me. I would've been by myself and only shopping in one store without her. I got this amazing jacket that when I wear it along with the peace necklace I got from claire's, I look like I'm from the 60s.
And I asked my mom if the 60s will be coming back since Barack Obama is so much like Kenedy, and she said she thinks so. Especially since peace is now a nation-wide possibility.

I am so lucky to be living in the times I am living in... and I'm so lucky to be living.
Wednesday we have two preformances, and Erik's family is having a family reunion get-together thing. We are invited.
We are family, too.
That's good in my book, because I will always concider them my family. <3