not kidding

thought i was no longer desirable as a brunette. so i plan to switch to blonde…

but oh man. the boys i find important still think i’m hott.

good. because i was really doubting myself for a few days.

after mikes little comment. “you use me for my friends, and they just use you for sex, and well i’m not into sloppy 400th anyway.” ibegan to freak out a little bit. but they still call me. and tell me i’m pretty. and kiss me, which is really the important part.

so boy crazy. i’m like one of the 13 year old from the babysitters club. which is even 100 times more amusing if you remember when sam and angelo used to call my group of friends the babysitters club. right now, i’m kristy the sporty one, because i am wearing a pink baseball cap….with the tag still on…for no real reason but to wear it. i think i am going to get out of china garden clothes and call taran. i want to hang out with him.

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