Some really fun things happened today. For one, my choir director, who adores me, pulled me aside today to yell at me for not showing enough enthusiasm for line-dances. I've got a lot on my plate, mind you, and the second she walked away I had to burrow my palms into my head so I wouldn't tear up or scream or something. It was stupid, I know, but you'd think that someone who's known and observed me for so many years would understand that it's a mood, not an attitude. How do we manage to be cruel to people when our own lives are so hard? All of us? Why does human nature prevent compassion?
My mother made me an appointment to get my hair done today because she thinks I like it. The same girl has been cutting my hair for a few years, and she's gone to my church since we were little. I don't know when she formed this impression, but she seems to think I'm some kind of tomboy, just because I never know what to do with my hair. I should not let it bother me, but she said some things today like, "Wow, your mom should have beat you out and had you come in a month ago," and "If someone could convince you to wear a little makeup, you could be gorgeous," and after she was done, "See, when was the last time you could run your fingers through your hair?" The things is... I was wearing a little bit of makeup. I did my hair today. It's not that I could be pretty if I put effort into it, because this frumpiness was my effort. That was fun.
Uuuuugh. Whatever. I don't want to write any more.
Sexy: Zac Efron. I was indifferent before, but I've recently discovered just how much sex oozes out of his pores. Who invented him?! Why are there not more?!
Unsexy: Girls who tan too much and dye their hair to be the same color as their skin. No, ladies. Never, ever attractive.
Weight: I don't want to talk about it.
Chipotle burritos this year: 12
Days left of high school: 26