for as long as i can remember, i've had long hair. it's been an integral part of my life and my identity for the past sixteen years. however, as any person with obscenely long hair can tell you, having long hair is hard. not only is maintenance difficult, but it gets stuck in things, it's heavy...i could literally go on and on! nevertheless, i've always loved my long hair. there was something about it that made me want to keep it forever and just keep growing it out, as i knew that having long hair was just simply a solid look for me. i had an arsenal of hairstyles for my long hair, a practiced repertoire of coiffures as a result of experimentation in eighth grade. during the drive to the salon, i thought about this sacrifice, of how i spent hours with my fingers tangled in my tresses, only to chop it off. at least it was for charity. i figured, if i was going to cut off all of that hair, i should give it to someone who doesn't have the luxury of deciding between long hair and short hair. boy, were the hairdressers excited to see me. as soon as i told regina of my intent to donate my hair, she was instantly giddy with excitement. she was particularly excited to cut my hair, considering it was "virgin" hair, or hair that has never been colored or heavily treated. furthermore, it wasn't damaged by heat, considering my hair is naturally straight (....i know) and i hate blow drying because it takes (or took) that long. i don't want to toot my own horn, but my hair is every donation center's dream donation. (toot toot.) i'm surprised that regina didn't ask me a bajillion times if i was sure that i wanted to do it. because i was born and raised a catholic, i was never really into putting my heart and soul into the power of astrology. i just like reading it, because it's, you know, interesting. so while i was reading my horoscope, it told me that, for a successful 2017, i should be more spontaneous. and i suppose this is as spontaneous as it gets. it's weird to wake up with significantly less hair than the morning before, but hey, (almost) new year, new hair, new me.
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for some fortunate reason, i cannot sleep. so here is a compilation of books that i've discovered and/or collected in december of 2016 that i want to read (and/or finish...eventually).
poetry milk and honey - rupi kaur dirty pretty things and bitter sweet love - michael faudet love and misadventure, lullabies, memories, and the universe of us - lang leav fiction pride and prejudice - jane austen anna karenina - leo tolstoy diary of an oxygen theif - anonymous dare me - megan abbott paris for one - jojo moyes nonfiction coco chanel: the legend and the life - justine picardie how to be parisian wherever you are - anne berest, audrey diwan, sophie mas, caroline de maigret it is almost 2017. isn't that terrifying? i am almost seventeen. that's terrifying. i have many things to do over the next two weeks, such as, but not limited to: sat prep (sidenote: i'm terrified for my scores to come out.), making a business portfolio, driver's ed, coding an app, reading two books and writing essays on them ("get some rest over the break" -my beloved english teacher), and just genrally getting my life together. and of course, what do i do instead of all of the above? i make a blog/website/hole in the internet in which i pour my innermost thoughts.
so here we are, five days away from christmas, eleven days away from 2017, eighteen days away from my seventeenth birthday, twenty-four days away from my school's first non-prom formal (and the day that one of my essays is due, and the day that the aforementioned business portfolio is due), and thirty-one days away from the inauguration of a cheeto. january is already so busy, oh my! in the meantime, enjoy the archive of poetry. let's see how 2017 goes. |
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