Praying to look like that girl on the box, I asked my wonderful Mom to help me create the new brunette modelesque look i was going for. She said she didn't think I should do it but obviously I knew best, I was going to look smokin'. Anyone who thought my hair had too much volume would just be staring now. Well, apparently I didn't realize how thick my hair was because we ran out of dye. Had to go to the store (with dye in my hair) and get a matching box. I wasn't too concerned though, I was going to look smokin'.Well...shortly after that, the towel came off. I sreamed because I was a ghost. But I got used to the colour and the next day went to school with my hair straight and silky (that's what I thought).. and hoped for the best.
Well I heard lots of people saying "Pubes" throughout the day but I was in grade 9, I was clueless. Thankfully one of my besties Matty Szucs told me on our walk home from school that I had earned a new nickname. I was pumped, I had a nickname, third week of school, I was on a roll. Shortly after, Matty informed me that name was "Pubes". So I got home, realized my hair had become fried as shit (dried out, everything). Well I had just murdered my hair so I really couldn't dye it again. I guess having pubes on my head was better then being bald. Now looking back, I'm not so sure...

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