
Its back. The blonde mop, that is...
after two and a half damn days of rense & repeat.
really, my hair has always been a trooper.
thank you "god" for that.
also, thank you sarah clark for being a damn hair angel and sitting and painting with & for me through the last 2.5 days of hell.
cant wait for our fort slash pajama sleepover party.
i think blake will be more excited than us, actually.
you may want to invite him.
i wanna rent the are you afraid of the dark seasons lol.
o0o i invented a new mixed drink tonight;
corazon tequila and grape koolaid.
NOT even lyin. that shit is riiiight.
i give it 5 stars, of course.
bryson liked it, too.
anywho-
great talks last night, aswell as tonight.
Happy 25th birthday, Willy bones.
you've come a long way, and it was great to see you so happy tonight.
ryan will be here tonight at 7:30.
were going back to lazer tag on saturday.
hahahaha. so much fun, such a work out though.
ive been washing lots now,
and actually started excersizing every other night before bed, and after bed.
pilatees is a blessing in disguise,
and im so glad i chose to take it every year of high school when i was in high school.
my back disease will be sooo much better once my body becomes familiar with stretching, and being stretched and flexible in a couple of weeks.
after new years it got so bad that me and my mom seriously thought i may have had to get surgery.
i wore heels all night that night, and the next morning i couldnt walk.
i was collapsing, and getting stuck, literally- stuck in positions.
i had to have help to sit and to stand back up from sitting.
it was so scary to me.
i had just finished my 2 day come down off of acid i had ate earlier that week,
and kelly was telling me once about how that shit can fuck your back forever... so i was kind of delierious, and expecting bad things to happen to me, and i really did, truely, honestly, sweared n shit thought that was the last time i would walk. i really thought that from that day on, i would be paralyzed from the lower spine, down.
we went to dinner at my grand mothers house, to eat all of the good luck food for a good fresh new year, and i cried the entire time, silently, but dramatically.
i couldnt eat, i could barely talk because of how deep of breaths i was having to take to even keep myself from shreekingly yelling from pain. and still, this whole time, i was STILL in the back of my mind, feeling like i KNEW that this was it, my last day, of being able to walk around on my own. feeling like from then on out, id be wheeled, and carried around for ever. i was devestated, and so scared. not to mention hung over as hell, and on the last 3 day span of an acid trip come down.
and ive typed SO much on this ONE little subject, but i still feel like you guys will most likely never have this experience in your life.
i mean after this night, i started taking my protinazone pills to try to help the inflamation on my bottom 5 spinal discs, as well as basically being attached to a heating pad like it was a second skin all night.
really, if youre still reading- think about this.
you know when you were in elementary school, middle school even/maybe/still, and there are the classes for the mentally challenged, or handicapped, or theres a guy at your school that cant walk right... you NEVER think that something like that would ever happen to you, did you? i sure as helllllll didnt. I was a fucking banshee, i did some of the stupidest shit, almost jabbed my eye out with a walking stick once, fell down brick stairs on my back with roller skates on, etc, etc, things of that nature... but while i was doing all of that shit, even after i woke up from concusions, or gained back my conciousness, i didnt think i would be hurt forever after that... i'd just brush it off. its so weird that after growing up like that, thinking like that, and this time, the next day actually NOT being able to walk ONE STEP without completely collapsing, it was just a huge slap in the face and i needed it.
i actually want to start excersizing now, and eating healthier. im just happy that im at a point in my life where i actually take note of shit like that, and im so glad.
goddd i ramble like no other.
anyways, if youre still reading my bible of an entry,
tomorrow i have plans.
i have to shop. HAVE TO.
i need more things to send B and Drake, and i want to collect a cuple of things, myself.
i plan on stopping at hong kong, st josephs, bead lush, cheap joes, value villiage and binders.
me and bryson, justin & will also want to go get tattoos.
theyre getting "those dudes" cheast pieces.
i think i may get an anchor on the back of my left arm, right above my elbom.
i drew a picture of 7 different peoples faces on one sheet of paper tonight.
its sort of trippy.
ive been practicing drawing cats, so that i can start painting lyles portrait when hes hanging out with me all of the time.
i text talked with a bunch of my Texan friends today. i really want to go to SXSW[south by south west] this year, i think it would be a blast, especially since gazelles are supposively playing during it this year, and ive only heard but crazy, & awesome fun stories about austin trips, so im soooo down~!
i want to try to go to coachella too.
ive never even been to a music festival before,
not even warped thing. isnt that weird?
mehhh. oh well.
i talked to luke this morning, too.
i miss him a lot, i love his company.
i feel like hes probably ONLY talking to me
is because my hair is blonde again, haha.
shot dowwwwn... but not really.
and who cares anyways.
oh!-
i just want to give a shout out to
clay-fed.he told me the other night that enjoyed reading my l-journal,
so i thought it was the least i could do.
brush your hair extra long for me today, patrick bateman.
:]]]
anywho, im gonna get off the computer, its giving me a headache.
by the way-
if any of you can tell me about portland oregon, anything, experiences, etc... id love it.
ive been thinking of visiting recently., so comment and tell me about it!
tah-tah
luella loon