2004-10-19
can hair have a coniption fit?
Last night, I had another three inches cut off my hair. Swear to god, allah, buddha, jehovah, aliens, whatever, that I am masochistic. Really I just want to suffer with torturous hair for the rest of my high school career. Hell, it wouldn't be the worst thing I had done in my high school career.
So I have this new piece of fringe[fringe=bangs which leads me to wonder why it is called either of those things] that keeps wanting to stick out at random intervals during the school hours. For this reason alone, I have decided to name my little fringe deviant Shirley. No, Shirley is not a implorable name for a deviant but she wanted to stick up today so that is her punishment. To be so forth called Shirley. Though maybe I should name her Laverne since my bamboo plant is already a Shirley. I digress. That's not the point.
Wait, there really isn't a point to this entry. I am honestly just blowing off steam before I research my author for College Prep. I have chosen Jonathan Safran Foer whom I believe is a great young writer everyone should read. Yeah yeah, save it. I know I am not some great metaphysical being that you need pray to at night, but I do know a thing or two about a good book. So read Everything is Illuminated already.
Oh boy, here we go again.
Shirley/Laverne has decided to jump off my forehead and do the little 'deviant fringe' dance of annoyance. Perhaps I shall plaster her down tomorrow morning before I away myself to school. That ought to teach her to show any sort of come uppance. She is after all, my fringe and not a vice versa affair.[what is it with me and the high-thee-hence language i've got going on hardcore tonight?]
This has been your quill licking, fringe flicking diarist. Get me to a barbary.
Quote of the day:"The ones who shade their eyes with the veil of perfection miss their lives."-[Shim]