7.05.2005
on the first day of christmas
my true love gave to me
a partrige in a pear tree
on the second day of christmas
my true love gave to me...
ok, enough reminicing.
i've been having an extraordinary time this summer vacation and i cant wait to see what the rest of the summer will bring.
two days ago, on sunday, at around 9:15 i sat and watched lynn and swampscott pollute thier skies whilst being bombarded with oo's and aah's from those surrounding me. one man in particular happend to be in a very expressive mood that night. i have narrowed down my assumptions as what he was, to these three: a pyro, an enthusiastic american, or alcoholically impaired. haha "impaired" thats how my dad put it. for those more frank, "drunk" would fit nicely.
the actual fireworks were all right i guess. not as loud as they could have been, which sort of depleated their effect a bit. there were some new ones this year, which didn't exactly make up for there being a decrease in volume, but in a way, compensated for some of it. there was a huuuge amount of people, my dad and i couldn't find anywhere to stand untill we walked half way down that long beach there, which, correct me if i'm wrong, i'm pretty sure is called King's Beach. but anyway, not everyone had those glowing necklace strip things, and NO ONE had sparkelers. needless to say i was completely suprised and didn't see that coming at allll. my dad and i were the only ones down there with sparklers. and i'm slightly ashamed to say i felt like a total outcast.
occasionally, actually, 100% of the time, i wish i had friends there. i looove going to swampscott to hang out with my dads side of the family, but i'm sick and tierd of having to go on bike rides with my DAD all the time. i love him to death and then some but i see these groups of kids my age talking and laughing and hanging out together, and i hate having to ride by on my bike, knowing they're thinking "who is that and who is she with?.. her dad?" because 1. they probably think i'm some nice little perfect child who's "daddy's like girl" and 2. it lowers my chances moreso of ever finding friendship in their particular group. you know, i wish they would get a dog, so i could say "ok i'm going out for a walk with the dog" and bring him/her down to the beach and bump into some people and make a friend. maybe i should start reminding him how wonderful dogs are. after all, he needs someone to keep him company the rest of the week, besides his parents. i envision just going running or somethign with the dog and acccidentally bumping into someone and then starting a conversation with the man of my dreams. orrr the dog gets away from me and runs and runs to some bench where this wicked cute guy is sitting and i come up and act all innocent and say something to the effect of "oh my gosh i am soo sorry, please don't let him disturb you, he's just saying hi, i'm so sorry, forgive me, he just pulled away right out of my hands so fast-" and have him cut me off with something like "don't even worry about it, i love dogs" and then start witha nice easy conversation about Sparky (the dog). but, knowing my luck, the guy will prob be allergic to dogs and have a seizure or something. lovely.
i spent last night contemplating on whether or not i should dye my hair. i'm looking for a dark brown, and have found it, however i'm not quiet sure if i'm going to go through with the plan. you see, i've been wanting my hair to be one solid color for quite a while now, and dying it would only temporarily make it one color: not what i'm looking for. see, my hairs growing in its natural color, which is different from the blonde i dyed it before, so i'm afraid if i dye it anything, then it will still be two colors- which is what i'm trying to rid of. but if i don't dye it then it'll look incredibly wierd. i could try and dye the bright blonde part the ashy diry blonde which my real hair is. i suppose thats an option. but at some point i'd really like to go dark dark brown. i'm growing my bangs out by the way. and i'm growing my hair out. i want it down to my butt and thats that.
http://headcovers.com/margucolors/8FH.jpg maybe?
http://headcovers.com/margucolors/27R.jpg maybe?
whatever color, i want it to be different than what it is now, and dark. i'm tierd of this "blonde bomshell" stuff. as much as i love it, i'm just ready for a change
work has been going awwesome. i love it and i'm so happy with everything. the kids are little.. well.. not right in the head sometimes though. i caught one little girl-no names-licking one of the picnic benches outside at lunch. um. yeah. when i asked her what she was doing, she gave me the seven year old response; "I spilled my yogurt". ehh. gotta love 'em
well, considering i feel like shit right now because dan made me the most guilty feeling person alive , all because the windows were open when the ac was on, i'm gonna go and try not to break anything.
update later.
-me
a partrige in a pear tree
on the second day of christmas
my true love gave to me...
ok, enough reminicing.
i've been having an extraordinary time this summer vacation and i cant wait to see what the rest of the summer will bring.
two days ago, on sunday, at around 9:15 i sat and watched lynn and swampscott pollute thier skies whilst being bombarded with oo's and aah's from those surrounding me. one man in particular happend to be in a very expressive mood that night. i have narrowed down my assumptions as what he was, to these three: a pyro, an enthusiastic american, or alcoholically impaired. haha "impaired" thats how my dad put it. for those more frank, "drunk" would fit nicely.
the actual fireworks were all right i guess. not as loud as they could have been, which sort of depleated their effect a bit. there were some new ones this year, which didn't exactly make up for there being a decrease in volume, but in a way, compensated for some of it. there was a huuuge amount of people, my dad and i couldn't find anywhere to stand untill we walked half way down that long beach there, which, correct me if i'm wrong, i'm pretty sure is called King's Beach. but anyway, not everyone had those glowing necklace strip things, and NO ONE had sparkelers. needless to say i was completely suprised and didn't see that coming at allll. my dad and i were the only ones down there with sparklers. and i'm slightly ashamed to say i felt like a total outcast.
occasionally, actually, 100% of the time, i wish i had friends there. i looove going to swampscott to hang out with my dads side of the family, but i'm sick and tierd of having to go on bike rides with my DAD all the time. i love him to death and then some but i see these groups of kids my age talking and laughing and hanging out together, and i hate having to ride by on my bike, knowing they're thinking "who is that and who is she with?.. her dad?" because 1. they probably think i'm some nice little perfect child who's "daddy's like girl" and 2. it lowers my chances moreso of ever finding friendship in their particular group. you know, i wish they would get a dog, so i could say "ok i'm going out for a walk with the dog" and bring him/her down to the beach and bump into some people and make a friend. maybe i should start reminding him how wonderful dogs are. after all, he needs someone to keep him company the rest of the week, besides his parents. i envision just going running or somethign with the dog and acccidentally bumping into someone and then starting a conversation with the man of my dreams. orrr the dog gets away from me and runs and runs to some bench where this wicked cute guy is sitting and i come up and act all innocent and say something to the effect of "oh my gosh i am soo sorry, please don't let him disturb you, he's just saying hi, i'm so sorry, forgive me, he just pulled away right out of my hands so fast-" and have him cut me off with something like "don't even worry about it, i love dogs" and then start witha nice easy conversation about Sparky (the dog). but, knowing my luck, the guy will prob be allergic to dogs and have a seizure or something. lovely.
i spent last night contemplating on whether or not i should dye my hair. i'm looking for a dark brown, and have found it, however i'm not quiet sure if i'm going to go through with the plan. you see, i've been wanting my hair to be one solid color for quite a while now, and dying it would only temporarily make it one color: not what i'm looking for. see, my hairs growing in its natural color, which is different from the blonde i dyed it before, so i'm afraid if i dye it anything, then it will still be two colors- which is what i'm trying to rid of. but if i don't dye it then it'll look incredibly wierd. i could try and dye the bright blonde part the ashy diry blonde which my real hair is. i suppose thats an option. but at some point i'd really like to go dark dark brown. i'm growing my bangs out by the way. and i'm growing my hair out. i want it down to my butt and thats that.
http://headcovers.com/margucolors/8FH.jpg maybe?
http://headcovers.com/margucolors/27R.jpg maybe?
whatever color, i want it to be different than what it is now, and dark. i'm tierd of this "blonde bomshell" stuff. as much as i love it, i'm just ready for a change
work has been going awwesome. i love it and i'm so happy with everything. the kids are little.. well.. not right in the head sometimes though. i caught one little girl-no names-licking one of the picnic benches outside at lunch. um. yeah. when i asked her what she was doing, she gave me the seven year old response; "I spilled my yogurt". ehh. gotta love 'em
well, considering i feel like shit right now because dan made me the most guilty feeling person alive , all because the windows were open when the ac was on, i'm gonna go and try not to break anything.
update later.
-me
// posted by RACH @ 3:23 PM 
