This is just an update on my hair, body and other thangs! lol!
Friday, January 21, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
AHHH Cold Weather Hair Damage!!????!!!
Is there even such a thing? My hair is damaged by the extreme cold weather even after I have been taking care of it? The shedding ends.....*cries* please I don't wanna cut my hair again. I wanna wait til April. (HA! We'll See) I have my hair in a poof on top of my head but whatever. (Below)
I am going to Try that Aphogee 2-Step protein treatment. I hear that it is good so tomorrow morning after YOGA I am gonna go and get that stuff. Maybe I won't even go to Yoga. Hmmm. This is a dire emergency. I am gonna try it and tomorrow show you guys the finished look. Wish me luck!
I am going to Try that Aphogee 2-Step protein treatment. I hear that it is good so tomorrow morning after YOGA I am gonna go and get that stuff. Maybe I won't even go to Yoga. Hmmm. This is a dire emergency. I am gonna try it and tomorrow show you guys the finished look. Wish me luck!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
I Am Different
Without dreams I cannot exist. It's apart of my creativity. I don't know how I can come up with these fascinating stories. Sometimes it seems like a blur to me and when I write my vivid imagination on paper, even I say to myself wow. Can that be of conceit? Hmm probably, or maybe I just am in love with my imagination. I like being a creator of my stories, it gives me the ability to have a say so in the life, universe that I created. Moving my characters around as I wish, complicating their lives, knowing when their happiness comes, when they are sad, and even determining how and when they are gonna die. Power like that in a story is amazing and I want that kind of power in my life. Hopefully someone will see my talent and be interested enough to take that blue pill and whirlpool down into my whimsical brain.
I am different. Yes I am. I was different all of my life and I was treated differently. Only my family and a few great friends could appreciate my oddness. I love them for that. They knew who and how I was and never once questioned why I do some of the things that I do. Even though I wanted friends, I knew people hesitated just because they saw me as the odd side of the box. I was born in the universe where I saw the Yellow Submarine and they were in the "real world". Whatever that means.
I can remember as far back when I was a child at Roxhill Elementary School. People would tease me all of the time, tell me how black and ugly I was, which confused me because when I looked in the mirror I saw beauty. And I was dressed. Cherryl made sure of that. I honestly thought that it wasn't because of what I looked like it's how I acted. Distant. Sometimes I would even get harassed by teachers and then some teachers enjoyed my different and commended me on being so. Was I so special? All I know is that I didn't like to follow a crowd because I loved the feeling of being free. To come and go as I pleased without having to tell anybody. Even my parents. I value freedom and free thinking. God didn't give me all this mind to sit on it.
Even now as an adult I still feel like an outcast. Maybe I am just looking into it too much, but I know in my heart that I am. It's funny but it still feels like I am on the playground at Roxhill Elementary School. Life goes on and I am still trucking to a new adventure and I will always see my Yellow Submarine.
I am different. Yes I am. I was different all of my life and I was treated differently. Only my family and a few great friends could appreciate my oddness. I love them for that. They knew who and how I was and never once questioned why I do some of the things that I do. Even though I wanted friends, I knew people hesitated just because they saw me as the odd side of the box. I was born in the universe where I saw the Yellow Submarine and they were in the "real world". Whatever that means.
I can remember as far back when I was a child at Roxhill Elementary School. People would tease me all of the time, tell me how black and ugly I was, which confused me because when I looked in the mirror I saw beauty. And I was dressed. Cherryl made sure of that. I honestly thought that it wasn't because of what I looked like it's how I acted. Distant. Sometimes I would even get harassed by teachers and then some teachers enjoyed my different and commended me on being so. Was I so special? All I know is that I didn't like to follow a crowd because I loved the feeling of being free. To come and go as I pleased without having to tell anybody. Even my parents. I value freedom and free thinking. God didn't give me all this mind to sit on it.
Even now as an adult I still feel like an outcast. Maybe I am just looking into it too much, but I know in my heart that I am. It's funny but it still feels like I am on the playground at Roxhill Elementary School. Life goes on and I am still trucking to a new adventure and I will always see my Yellow Submarine.
Friday, January 7, 2011
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