Those sunglasses? I picked them out myself when I was ten.
I was a cool kid. Blast from the past!
I posted a picture of my new hair and me on Facebook, and people were so shocked. I was amused at first, but as the numbers increased, I grew curious. Why on earth was everyone so surprised? Some were bordering on horrified, even, that I'd highlighted my hair. I'd wanted this for the longest time; what was all the fuss about? I brought this up with my mom and sister, and my sister went, "Well. You're kind of...square, you know."
Taking a step back and trying to look at myself from their point of view made me smile. Of course, silly me -- in school, I'd been (DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PLEASURE IT GIVES ME TO BE USING PAST TENSE HERE?) this stiff-backed, straight As prefect, the Discipline Officer. I paid attention in class, didn't litter, and never cheated in a test or exam (which cannot be said for the vast majority of my friends). I was a huge goody two shoes, and people always looked terribly shocked when they heard me swearing.
I swear. I do. I try my very best not to here, though.
Anyway. I guess there's a kind of irony in the fact that I, who used to catch people with coloured hair, went out and coloured my own hair. I have always wanted red in my hair, especially after seeing Jared Leto for the first time in the From Yesterday video:
So, yes, I do see the irony in this, but what you have to realise is it isn't hypocritical of me in the least, as some people have implied. This is because: a) I waited till I was out of Samad and no longer bound by its rules, and b) I am no longer a prefect, dumbass. As a former prefect, I can actually name a fair few prefects who were big, stinkin' hypocrites themselves; I choose not to, however, even though I probably won't (and fervently hope not to) see them again. Besides, that would be bitchy to the point of no return. I am not Gossip Girl, and I disapprove of anonymous bashing.
That is all.