Woe is me
So my head hurts. I’m not sure I can handle my issues right now. Too much is going on, not even an hour and a half of endorphin-filled workout can make me happy.
Why do I need to hear his voice to balance out my foul mood?
On a less bitter — but still bitter nonetheless — my hair, when it’s straight (to wavy), is boring. I think I want to perm it, but I need to wait a few more months… Maybe grow it out a bit, and see if it’s still boring as heck.
Maybe I’ll have big waves again for 2011. We’ll see.
Right now, I need to get over gloomy October, and look forward to a sunny November.
Please let November be one of the best months in my life. Please.
