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i love the smell of hair dye in the morning
11.11.01 - 7:44 p.m.

i'm back. woo. i had fun at the relatives. i got to see laura which was nice cuz she's all off at college (not that far away. she still mooches food and laundry privliges from her parents). i met two of her roomates (one who is as cute canadian. what is with me and forgien girls..?). we went to see my aunt get her black belt. we were watching the demonstrations, and i had a sudden urge to watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. laura, kristen, and teresa (they're sisters) already have their 1st degree black belt.

mom and i got lost going through ann arbor, on the way to the demo. our directions were shit. whatever.

today we went to the antique show and wandered around with the relatives.

i dyed my hair again during the middle of the night on friday. its now a lovely purple shade, darker than the "pretty unicorn cloud" color i had going on my senior year (it was really more of a lavender. roz named it pretty unicorn cloud.) 5th time i've dyed my hair. i'm a hair dye whore. its been orange, green, (very) bleached blonde, "pretty unicorn cloud", and now purple. i want to go for a blue next time..

i've dyed my hair so many times, its not even the original blonde. its a brown.

friday.. friday i didn't have class so i wandered around downtown. got some books out of the library, bought some more paint (luckily it was 40% off), and a lovely shirt for 50 cents at the thrift store.

late saturday night, after everyone else was in bed, i was sitting with my aunt in their kitchen. we talked about how i'm not happy here and stuff. i can honestly say, thats the first time i've ever had a deep meaningful talk with her.

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