Childhood Thoughts

One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me

I am spurned to write this by Holly. Thanks for the inspiration...

The first picture I have of myself in California I have long, shoulder length pigtails. I'm in a one piece bathing suit and sitting with one leg folded up, and on my other knee. I've got the biggest grin in the world. The next picture I have of me in California is of me in the same suit, about 2 months later. This time, I swear I look like a boy... my hair had been chopped off to within an inch of my life. Thus started my obsession with my hair.

(Please note that I don't really think that I have an obsession with hair, neither my own, or yours. It's just that after having none of it, I determined that I rather perfer to have some, or a lot. My particular obsession has less to do with the actual hair, and more to do with my control over the existence of it.)

I remember the day my mother cut off my hair. No, it didn't start with a piece of bubble gum. It started with a bottle of spray in conditioner. I have extremely fine hair. My mother had been trying to rid my hair of knots for about half an hour. She had been using Johnson and Johnson No Tears spray in knot detangler. I had started crying about 15 minutes ago. 45 minutes into our hair journey, my mother ran out of the spray, and I ran away, throwing the hair brush the other direction. I believe that it was this moment that my mother decided to cut off all of my hair.

The next week, I was at the salon. I didn't really mind it, it meant I got to sleep more, my mother wasn't yelling at me, etc, etc, etc. It never occured to me how this lack of hair would drastically affect my self-esteem at school.

I was ridiculed mercilessly. It took me until 10th grade to eventually find my love of hair, and a hairbrush. I think we can all agree that it was a good decision...


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Last one I promise...

One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me

From my favorite Meg Fowler (and yes, I guess it's true that since I don't know another-she's the only one)....

Coffee or tea?
PC or Mac?
Kids or no? Not yet
Political or no?
Summer or winter? Fall
Artificial sweeteners or sugar? Honey
Fries or salad?
Lake or ocean?
Own or rent?
Email or phone?
Traditional medical care or natural remedies? Both see this
Vegetarian (or vegan) or carnivore?
Apples or oranges?
Follow celeb culture or no?
Liberal or conservative?
Rural or urban?
Car or SUV?
Atheist or not (not includes agnostics)?
Marriage: necessary or no?
Cable or not?
Campsite or hotel?
Alcohol or no? depends
Up early or up late (if given the choice)?
News online or news on tv? neither

Any other takers?


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On another, purely me note, my readership went up to 5 today...that's kind of exciting. I also managed to get myself invited to an on-site job interview. AKA someone is flying me somewhere cool to meet with them and have a second interview. I'm excited about the possibility...not sure I really want the job, but what the heck! I certainly want some thing new.

I'm very worried about the friend I'm not supposed to talk about. He has seemed very depressed lately. I'm angry at myself because I don't want to talk to him. Talking to him makes me feel bad about myself...it makes me wonder when he is going to call, wait for him to call, etc. He has been a friend for so long, it makes me feel like a bad person to not want him in my life right now. Selfish, stupid, and silly.

I'm PSYCHED about Passover. My absolute FAVORITE jewish holiday. If any CMU kids are reading this- GO TO DAVID BOEVERS celebration. It's totally great, and it has amazing food.