Ok, listen up you fools.
In high school everyone wants to fit in, have the best friends, go to the craziest parties, and look good. Well that's a little hard when every one is becoming fake and trying to change those who aren't. Why do girls insist on laying on a tanning bed 45 minutes a week and dish out a poop load of money when they could just sit outside for free? Why do they insist on getting their nails done when they can grow their own out and paint them what ever color they want and when ever they want? Why do girls insist on dying their hair the complete opposite of their natural color, so in 3 weeks they look like someone painted a stripe on the top of their head?
Only once have I gotten my nails done and that was for a professional photo shoot, but as soon as they put the stupid things on my hand I was ready to scream for them to pull them off. They're so annoying! Sure, they look cool (I had my tips blue) but they're fake, huge, you can't pick anything up with them, and you can't open anything. I would sit there for almost 5 minutes trying to open a can of pop with those stupid things. And let me tell you something, you don't get in the way of me and caffeine unless you have a death wish! When it was time to take the nails off, I almost busted out in my happy dance. They hurt like a mo' fo coming off but boy was I glad when I finally tore the last one off. Then 2 hours later I had my nails painted 3 different colors, looking funky, and 100% me.
Comparing me to my best friend, I'm practically a boy. Which honestly I don't care, but it makes me think. She loves getting her hair and nails done and going tanning, and I'm not bashing on that, I just don't get why they think they have to do it to look good. She's trying to get me to have a "girl day" with her and every time I just look at her and laugh. Chea right! She wants me to get my hair and nails done, go tanning and to the spa, and wear an outfit with pink in it. That's worse than any nightmare I've ever had in my life!! She can get away with that because that's her, but me on the other hand, would look ridiculous and completely stupid. I hate pink, strangers touching me, and people playing with my hair. What part of that would I like? Let me answer that for you... NONE OF IT! I love you to death babe, but no!
Get out of the salon, wear your real boobs with confidence, and go out there and shine like the individual star that you are. You don't need to look like someone else for people to pay attention to you......
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
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