I think this picture was taken around the time of my 21st Birthday, yes, yes it was -- excuse me for not remembering the time clearly, due to the celebration that ensued. I want to die my hair brownish, goldish, redish and like a typical woman, I want it done yesterday. I'd do it myself, but as you can see, I'm not exactly sure what color I want it to be. So, I'm handing it over to "the professionals." For me, a true sign of success is paying for your own hair cuts/colors and buying a whole pizza just for yourself, without feeling guilty. Yeah success!
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I was able to get a place to squeeze me in today (Side Note: when the hell are you supposed to go to appointments when you work full time?? Anyone, ..anyone?) and I have to be there in a little over an hour, so I best clean off the funk smell and fuel the tank. Hopefully it goes well, although, I think I'd be pretty happy with anything at this point, I've always wanted black hair, or red hair would be interesting, I know blue and purple don't fly with my work dress code = bummer.
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