"Jesus Hairdo" by Charlatans U.K.

Monday: This weekend did not go the way I had planned… I have been looking forward to getting my hair done for the past month. I have wanted to have my hair color changed to blonde for years now and I finally felt it was time for me to do it. Why not? I have had almost every color except for blonde so it was worth a shot. I found the color I wanted and everything was set. When I got to Lee she was a little frazzled with plans she had after she cut my hair and with her appointments. She was afraid that she wouldn’t have enough time after she finished working on everyone to go to a bbq. This is obviously none of my concern but I will show you how it became my concern. She mixed the color I brought with some powder to bleach my hair, which was called quick blue. She said it was going to bleach and dye my hair at the same time. I was impressed, I remember years ago I was trying to get this Framesi color that would do just that but I didn’t know they made it so you could do it with any color. After she applied it to my hair I waited for the change to begin. Another client came and I sat in her living room, and then another woman came as well. I had an hour and a half appointment, I just figured Lee was running late. Little did I know that the two people that arrived did not have an appointment they were just walk ins and they pretty much caused my hair to become destroyed. Since I wasn’t in her sight for her to see how the color developed it made my hair a bright shade of orange and my roots an even brighter shade of yellow. Not the dirty blonde color I wanted. After she cut my hair she assured me it would look different after I put gel in it, I haven’t put gel in my hair for over 8 years…

When I got home I was disgusted with what happened and kept my hat on. I was really miserable especially after my mother commented on how I should just dye it brown or black. This would especially show Lee that I was pissed with what happened and that she fucked up my hair resulting in me dying it black. Mike called me to find out what was going on for the night since we had plans and I wanted him to got to Ricky’s for me since there is one by him and to get me color to try to fix this mess. He was able to get me color but I didn’t fix it until the next day. The bright orange was dulled but still it was not the color I wanted. Poor Aisha had to hear me bitch and moan about what happened but I explained the situation to her as to why things did not work out as to how I wanted them due to Lee trying to™ cram people in that did not have appointments. I still don’t understand why she was throwing people in when she felt she was so pressed for time and had an event later on she was worried about. I feel that her error has become my responsibility to fix. Well it is something I need to fix, its my hair. I don’t want my hair to be some bizarre freakish color. I was wanting something natural. I have had pink and purple streaks in my hair but I never had my whole head something bizarre. I am hoping that tomorrow after I style it, it doesn’t still look insane and actually is a reasonable color.

I need to go in tomorrow and sign some paper work for the summer program. Mayra was being cryptic and didn’t really explain what it was. I don’t remember doing it any previous years, and I know its not for payroll. I am up late typing an entry when I should be asleep but I can’t help it since I am not tired and my blood sugar having a low is keeping me up eh.

I also have to share this randomness. I went to watch porn, not that it really makes me want to do anything I think I just watch it just cause. I was watching this clip taken from dirty tony and it had a bunch of guys standing around. One of the looked particularly familiar, but it wasn’t the type of familiar you get from noticing someone from another movie. It was more like I know them from outside of this scenario. So as I watched and noticed a tattoo that gave it all away on the guys chest, it is this guy that Matt happens to have as a friend on fb that comments on all his shit. So I go to the guys facebook page and look at his pics and after identifying his other tattoo in the video it pretty much confirmed it was him. It kinda freaked me out, makes me wonder about people.

"Rock and Roll" by Led Zeppelin

Saturday: This summer is going by quickly and yet slowly at the same time. The new pattern for the way my days have been going is following that of the summer program. I am working at my college again as a teaching assistant. I don’t have any complaints other than my hours which are 5pm-8pm. They really kill my entire day, I can’t do anything before hand since I’d have to make sure I make it home in time to get the train and get to class. These weren’t my hours originally, I was supposed to work 9am-12pm and with a different instructor, but things changed. I don’t have any complaints about the students this semester. The class is nice and small and I really enjoy doing it. If I didn’t I would definitely not be back this year doing this.

The spring 10 semester went by actually pretty fast, which has it’s ups and downs. I’ll really miss the classes I was taking. Especially experimental psychology, not only did I enjoy the class and the students but the professor and recitation leader. I did work my ass off in that class and was speechless when I received an A in the class. I also received an A in my photography class. I really didn’t know where things were going to go with that class, but they went well which is great. The two As pulled up my gpa to 3.2 which is fantastic. I am tempted to meet with someone from graduate admissions to see what they would have to say with getting an A in one of the most difficult psychology classes in the program, and about my gpa. Obviously I need to keep my gpa this high or better and I worry about the next semester’s classes. One I am taking just as an elective and the other I need. Psych 475… I am not looking forward to the professor based on what Anna said about them. I just wish I could find someone better and then hope that Bessy can take the class with me. I know I’ll be working my ass off this coming semester, probably not as much as I did in the spring, but close.