|WHAT THE HELL?!
||[Apr. 25th, 2004|10:32 pm]
|||||philisophical yet insane||]|
|||||"Leave it to Beaver" dialogue||]|
You know, one of my mom's customers actually had the nerve to tell me yesterday, "Oh, Christina, you'll find that once you get to college, there will be tons of boys around to choose from. I know you have a boyfriend, but you can just go out and date them, and he'll never have to know." and i'm thinking, "What the hell is she on?!" and I say, "I'm not doing that." and walk out of the room she happens to be occupying while using my mom's hair products after my mom has just finished making her hair look gorgeous (blasphemy!). what a witch (replace that "w" with a "b"). WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS TO TELL ME THAT!!!??
This is the same lady who one minute "knows" how hard it is for my mom to run her own business, when she works her butt off practically 24/7 and hardly ever gets any tips for her amazing (in my mind as well as ALL of her customers, unless they, too, are ON something...as in they're complete morons, which honestly, some of them are, but not for that reason...) work and then the next minute goes and, right in front of the other customers on quite a busy day, says out loud, "OH, LOOK AT THIS PIECE OF HAIR THAT'S STICKING OUT." GOD. Help me. I hate that woman. well, ok. I don't HATE anybody, but i definitely despise her, which is quite close to hating, but in my mind not as terribly bad. First of all, after one gets their hair done, they have to realize that after a certain amount of time if the style starts to go downhill or if their hair starts getting a little crazy, that's NOT the stylists fault...then again, i suppose it depends on who the stylist is. However, this is my mom were talking about (and i'm NOT being biast here, because she has WAY too many customers who would agree with me on this topic ANY DAY) and she ALWAYS tells her customers how to take care of their hair, and if they listen to her, all goes well, and if they don't, well let's just say that all that you do comes back to you. hah. it's so true, though. Believe me, having a hair stylist as a mom whom I have, very many times, not listened to, has made a huge and not so great affect on the way my hair has looked in the past and even now sometimes! So, I SHOULD BE ONE TO KNOW! haha. it's true. mom's know best. not always, but in this case and in many others...heehee...mom's do. ;)
Anyways, Gosh, Today's my dad's birthday. We went to RED, HOT, AND BLUE for lunch and the guy (our waiter) brought out a free piece of pecan, cheesecake pie along with some vanilla ice cream while people sang him a birthday song :) Mom and I, of course, came up with the idea to begin with :) Dad said it was the best birthday cake he had ever had, MOSTLY due to the fact that it was FREE :) haha. i love my dad. he's so silly. and just, an amazing guy altogether. My mom may not always see that my dad loves her, but he definitely does. He may not be the guy she always imagined she'd marry, but who ever is? No one marries the guy they've always dreamed of, and yet, they do. Or else, hell, why would their be such a thing as love? OK, so, i'm getting quite philisophical here, but I think I see a complete relationship between the way my mom acts towards my dad and the way I act towards Buck. No, i'm not married to him, obviously. We're ONLY IN HIGHSCHOOL for crying out loud! However, I still see that he does so much for me that I completely leave unnoticed because I want him to be someone he's not. Honestly, though, I love him just the way he is and i wouldn't change him for the world (god, how cliche that sounds!) but it's so true. he's the best thing that's ever happened to me. and that's no lie.
Anyways, wow! It's almost 11pm!! I need some z's...or more like b's, m's, and s's!! heehee. going along with the idea that i'll be dreaming about buck, music, and singing!! woohoo!! all of my lovers tied in one!! ;) i need to do something with music. i just do. if i don't, i'm going to go mad one of these days, more so than i already am, and have to be administered into a psycho ward (or whatever it is they're called)! However, before that, I need to figure out a few things about myself, which is what leaves me feeling scared and vulnerable- the way i've felt my ENTIRE LIFE. but no more. no, no more. just tell me, when does it end?
good night world,