I am now a redhead with a short and sassy bobbed haircut. It is wonderful therapy. Each time I change my haircolor or cut I feel sort of like I'm having a fresh start. I really need it. Plus it's a lot of fun to get compliments on it, I got a lot of them last night at work. Everyone really likes the color. It's funny because I will never be able to recreate it since it's the combo of four different dyes (see entry "Fuckwits and Hair dye")My mom of course does not like it. She really likes my natural color. I hardly remember what that is since I've been dying it since Sophmore year. Most colors though usually turn into a reddish shade after a few washings. Maybe I am meant to be a redhead after all. Not the plain brunette. My mom's quote is "God doesn't make mistakes." but he made hair dye.

It was funny though because a guy thought me and Miriah were sisters yesterday. She is a natural redhead. I'm going out with Miriah for my birthday. We were discussing it last night. I think it will be a lot of fun. Perhaps for going out at night I will wear my new shirt. It's black lace with a nude liner. I think its really pretty and the complete opposite of what I normally wear (Can we say Gap?). My sister Sarah told me I look like a whore. Hmmmm! Never been told that before. I'm always miss sweet and innocent. Maybe a whore for a night isn't so bad.