Pesonal-Vendetta

...Is staying up all night and finding awesome stuff that makes you giggle.

Watch these videos and tell me that this isn't like, the best thing ever. I died.
"The Olive Garden."
"The what?"

Wanna smush?

Tom Felton is the biggest dork ever, you've got to love him.

Okay, so I don't have much to say other than fangirling over Harry Potter and rambling. I've been up all night with no sleep, so I'm in a really strange mindset. I'm at once very manic and inspired, and yet almost tired but not. Make sense? It shouldn't. Yet I understand completely.
So I've taken to drawing fanart again of RPs, because why the hell not, and I desperately wish for a scanner or a tablet or something so I can do this shit right. I still need to edit my gallery quite badly already. I've got everything from Romanov fanart to finish to random AU stuff to other panfandom RP stuff to do. I spread myself too thin, I know, but when you're inspired YOU'RE INSPIRED.
Yet, I gotta think: would it be worth finishing the older fanart pieces? Maybe, maybe not. I suppose I should get the new ideas out of my head so I can focus on bigger things. With college and all, I've definitely spread myself way too thin. But I still insist on doing fanart and crap. Why? No idea. You know, one of these days, I'm just going to do a big fanart dump in my gallery. Like whenever I get a proper scanner or something. It'll be exciting, I promise you.

I have a tendency to start new projects while in the middle of other things. Things never get finished, and I hop from one thing to the next with little to no thought as to how to finish my other projects. It's an ugly habit, I'll admit. People are left hanging, RPs unwritten and scenes unscripted. To those I've left cold, I apologize. Shit happens. But you all deserve a better explanation than that, and I doubt my journal is the place to detail everything. But it seems that we've all moved on to new things, and that isn't really a bad thing. There's still memories and the friendships we've made, yeah? It's not so terrible that we've gone our ways.

We're still together despite this.

Okay, so my hair has to be touched up since it's faded like whoa. So now it's not even red, as much as it is a weird auburn color. We've got around to practicing cutting hair, and I'm going on to the floor in October. That means that I'll be working with clients. I practiced cutting hair today, and I actually broke out in hives I was so nervous. Like even if it was just on a mannequin, it still freaked me out fairly badly. I got used to it, though. So hopefully I won't have a stroke when I get my first client.

I hate everything right now.

My hair is now a gorgeous shade of red, and my instructor even dyed my eyebrows. So I look completely natural. I also got an eyebrow wax and an awesome makeup job. I had like, an entire makeover today, and I seriously wasn't prepared for it. I'm glad to have it over, and I absolutely love the result. My instructors are seriously like, the greatest people ever. I'm going to miss them so much when I graduate, and I know I'll end up crying. It's so rare to find teachers as fantastic as they are, let alone people. The instructor who did my hair is actually holding a barbeque party for us, and we're all bringing stuff to contribute. My god, I love school. But fuck, I hate curlers.

I'll try to get a good picture, but every time I take the pic, my hair doesn't show up very red. Like I can't get the lighting right to properly show it off.

So, the first week of school went awesomely. I adore all my teachers and my classmates, and I absolutely cannot wait to go back. However, I'm incredibly nervous, considering that one of my instructors had set me up as part of a demonstration in front of the whole school. What will I be helping with? Hair dye.

So I approached my instructor one day, expressing my desire to dye my hair red, and I asked for his opinion, since he's been doing this a while and I thought he could at least tell me if it would be a good idea. Somehow this spiraled into me getting roped into a demonstration on how to properly dye hair. He surprised me with it, and since it was already in the works, I couldn't back out.
So by this time next week, I'm going to have Little Mermaid red hair.

And I'm so fucking excited.

Also, I recently got into DBZ. Hngh.

So, I actually have school tomorrow. Like, real school. Teachers, classes, uniforms, grades...SCHOOL. I cannot even begin to imagine how surreal it is to say that. I can't even properly wrap my head around the fact that from here on out, I'm no longer to stay up all night and sleep all day and do whatever I want. I'm not just going to sit on my ass. I'm going to actually DO something with my life.
I'm so excited, yet so incredibly nervous. I'm scared I'll fuck it all up, yet I know that I won't.

I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW. FINALLY. AFTER YEARS OF NOT DOING ANYTHING.

REAL SCHOOL.

holy shit what do I do.