The grad dinner/dance is tomorrow night, which SHOULD be the thing I’m worried about, but I’ve got this stupid History timeline hanging over my head instead! Not to mention 50 multiple-choice Chem questions. Ohhhh joy.
Oh, yes, and I discovered that I should really, really, really not be a hairdresser. Not when my solution to everything is “more bobby pins!” And when I give my friends really weird hairstyles that fall out five minutes after I’m done. ??;; Granted, they only took about 20 minutes to make and didn’t have any styling products, but still. Oh, not to mention I still don’t know what I’m doing with my hair. Joy. ??;;
Yes, this has been yet another pointless post.