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Curled my hair. It turned out great. Except for, you know, that one awkward bit that would barely do anything. (Taken with instagram)

I got permission to dye my hair! My boss says as long as the colour stays closer to the auburn side and not “rocker red”, it’ll be fine. They’re very picky so I’m lucky I at least got that. However, that means I can’t use the dye I was planning on, it’d be too bright to be acceptable. But hey, something’s better than nothing!

I just realized I always dye my hair first thing in the morning or in the middle of the night. Nobody bugs me and I’m in my own little world.

If I dye it in the morning I can see the colour right away and in great lighting.

If I dye it in the middle of the night I purposely don’t look in the mirror at all and/or I’ll forget about it when I’m asleep and it’s an awesome surprise when I wake up. 

Having a very in-depth discussion about Tarzan’s hair with my boyfriend.

I know I’ve been on and off for the past couple weeks and I sincerely apologize but that may (will) continue to be the case for a bit longer. I’m graduating in a month and am preoccupied with work and school and family and assorted events. Most of the things I reblog are done from my iPod whenever I have internet, I don’t have enough time to fill the queue so things will continue to be sparse. Again, I’m really sorry, but thank you all so much for sticking around!

Did I ever tell you guys my hair dryer exploded in my hands a few weeks ago? No? Oh, well, yeah. It did. 

Oh! Wait! I forgot to tell you! I got the job!

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