Oh, damn...

So, for anyone who saw my last youtube video, you could hear me say lots of f-bombs in the outtakes.
I am not one to curse a whole lot. But, I tend to curse a lot when I get frustrated.
And I get frustrated when I mess up when trying to make a video.
My grandparents saw said video and told me they were disappointed in me about the cursing.
Of course, they still love me and everything.
And I love them sooooo much.
But, honestly, there's a warning in the video.
People who are offended by "bad" language aren't obligated to watch the outtakes.
I'm an adult. I say bad words sometimes.
And most people my age find it funny.
It's not that big of a deal.
I'm a scholar, leader, artist, and overall good person.
There are worse things I could be doing right now to cause disappointment.

My Hair Adventures

I'm a natural blonde.
And I've been dying my hair to make it even lighter since around 9th grade.
So, everyone in my whole life knows me as a blonde.
And for years, I've wanted to change it.
Why?
Not because I thought I looked bad with blonde hair. I look good. :P
It just gets boring looking the same all the time, you know?
I'm an artist, and I wanted my hair to be another form of expression.

My All-Blonde Days

Blondie Baby: Here I am, about 2 years old (right). 

 Age 15. Golden blonde, with darker "lowlights." Really close to

what my natural color was at the time. (October 2005)

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Age 20, very light. (Summer 2010)

Age 22, practically white. (September 2012)

Strangely enough, my hair has stayed in good condition. And I've never had to bleach my hair to get it platinum. In between the last two pictures, I decided to take a plunge into unfamiliar territory. 

June of 2011, I dyed my bangs and under-layer of my hair light PINK!

I was inspired by Sherri Dupree-Bemis of Eisley. 

My hair-muse.

I then took the pink out of my bangs, and made the underside darker.

Then went back to all blonde for my ill-fated medical school interviews.

Then two streaks on each side.

And then dyed the tips fuchsia after graduating.

I loved it. But, it took my parents a while to get used to the change.

A lot of my friends thought it was great. 

But many people (of all ages) didn't really understand why I would try to "fix" something that wasn't broken.

It doesn't have anything to do with trying to "fix" my hair or make myself look "better" than before.

It just has to do with the fact that it's fun and why the hell not?

Pink Timeline

Stripe-y bangzzz, June 2011

Saturated, August 2011

Pink-haired Homecoming Queen, November 2011

it faded a little darker and wine-colored, strangely.

April 2012, Streaked it up on each side after going back to all-blonde for a few months.

June 2012, Dip dye

In September 2012, I cut off the pink tips after it faded to a barely-there pastel.

Even throughout all this pink-sperimentation, what I really wanted to try was RED.

My close sorority sisters laughed at me sometimes because of my long-held obsession with gingery locks.

I even had a folder on my computer dedicated to red-hair inspiration. 

The things that held me back were:

1. The fact that red fades the fastest

2. Red is the hardest to pull off and find the right shade

3. I was deathly afraid of it looking bad. 

4. It would cost a shit-ton of money to do it professionally in a salon

But, after talking with my wonderful fiance, he said if I wanted to do it over Christmas break, he would pay for it as my Christmas/birthday gift. YAY. 

The Red Chapter

At the salon, December 2012

After! Turned out darker and browner than I wanted, but I was still really happy.

It faded really nicely.

Taken last week. :)

New Hair Goals

-Get back to light blonde by May without frying my hair

-try some darker blonde shades along the way

-try pastel pink all-over someday

Thanks for listening to me ramble about something most people find boring.

New Video

Did a little cover video of Jukebox the Ghost's song "The Man in the Moon."

Let me know what you think.

Got a call time of noon for my extra-ing gig tomorrow.

I have to come with a few outfit choices.

I have no idea what to wear/bring.

Exercise and Extras

So, I thought I had a gym membership for the YMCA.
Since my parents have a family membership in Orlando.
However, since I live in Nashville, the florida one does not work except as a "guest"
So, I can only use the Green Hills Y fourteen times a year.
Sadness.
And first-world problems.

I could get a membership, but it's $33/month and I'm sure I can find something cheaper.
So, I've been trying out a bunch of different gyms in Nashville. (Free Trial Passes y'all!)
And I went to Snap Fitness today. It was on the nicer end of Nolensville Pike, so it looked promising.
On the inside it's like on big room as big as my apartment with a bunch of cardio and strength equipment.
It was me, the front desk lady (though there wasn't a front desk)
and one middle-aged man walking way too hard on the treadmill.
I could still hear his ridiculously loud footsteps once I put my earphones on and watched Galaxy Quest.
Sidenote: Galaxy Quest is a good movie. Alan Rickman makes me happy.
All in all, I got a good workout. But, the overall feeling of the empty gym was very creepy.

Exciting thing of the day:
I got hired as an extra for the TV Show "Nashville."
The episode is filming on Friday and I will be a "Bluebird Cafe Patron."
I remember from being an extra on a movie set here back in Sept.
that standing around for 12 hours in costume is surprisingly tiring.
Can't imagine how the actual lead actors feel. haha.
But I'm very excited to be possibly in the same room as famous people.
My mom said I should bring my business cards and strategically drop them in places around the set.
That might not be allowed....

I wonder if it matters that the headshots I sent in for "Nashville" show me with blonde hair.
They'll get a redheaded surprise on Friday.

Here I am.
Taking a break from practicing a few choices of cover songs
for a possible YouTube video coming hopefully tomorrow.
Wish me luck...and a perfect first take....and perfect pitch.
AND of course, the most important part, genuinely funny outtakes.

I'd like to thank my amazing fiance for a gift I got in the mail today.
I've worn the same two sports bras for about 5 years. Once of which, I've had since I was 15.
(I'm 23...)
And by two sports bras, I mean I wear two at a time.
He got me a brand new sports bra in my actual size.
Very much needed.
I'm quite blessed in the fiance department.
And not just for his sports-bra buying skills.

First

I'm a songwriter. But, I've been plagued with a bit of writers block lately....
It's not that I can't write anything. I just can't finish very much.
I feel like it's been going on like this for a while.
So, I thought to myself, "When was the last time I remember not having any trouble writing/finishing songs?"
The answer to that question is: Spring 2009, second semester of my freshman year of college.
And you know what I did back then in terms of writing in general that I don't do anymore?
Keep a journal.
In my case, a livejournal, which I kept up for 5 years.
I guess that's technically a blog. But, my 14-year-old self preferred the word journal.
Writing more in a non-songwriting way helped my songwriting come easier, it seems.
So, here I am.
Starting a blog...journal...blournal?...jog??
I've been thinking about it for a while considering all the crazy changes and stuff that's been going on in my life for the past six months. I must document it all in a subjective online fashion!
I'll get more specific about those things in future entries. (Don't want to give it all away on the first date)

I'm already having fun.
Hopefully, you are too.

Other Hopes:
1. That keeping this blog/journal will help me with my songwriting issues
2. That this will be another creative outlet for me, since I am a creative person (MUST.EXPRESS.SELF.)
3. That my friends and family will be able to use this as a way to see what I'm up to
4. That I can keep this shit up and actually write an acceptable amount of entries.

The goal of this blog isn't really to have "tons of readers," though that would be nice.

It's about 1 am central time and I really should go to sleep.
My sleep schedule has been really off lately.

NyQuil-induced dreams, here I come!