Friday, July 22

Brita is my life

My scars are fading which is a little joyous, I can't cheer too loudly as my hair is fading. It lasted quite long, but with anything superficial you can't expect it to last as long as the real thing. The weather here is oddly confusing - the days will start out with warmth and will end with dreaded showers (I love rain but not when I miss my bus). Or in my case the day will start off being very dreary and cold, the weather man says it's going to rain so I wore my rain jacket, by the end of the day the sun is scorching at my body and I am on the verge of sweating (that is totally attractive... EW) I am forced to lull around my rain jacket and it's all your fault; I need to stop trusting the television.


I'm torn between the decision to bring back the bangs or grow them out. They looked great but they were so high-maintenance. I am so lazy - my hair is my worst enemy. I love it and though it uses my scalp as a host to grow it doesn't give the appreciation I deserve. My hair is full of knots- these knots are so hard to undo. Does my hair hold a big secret it wishes the world not to know? I JUST WANT TO RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR. I'm on the hunt for some better conditioner and some good leave in. I don't know where to look, and quite frankly I'm well.. lazy. Oh hair, one day I shall tame you... but until then I guess I'll be the victim whilst you consume me.

Image taken from here.


May Brita live forever. unfiltered water will bring me to my death. I have become so accustomed to drinking filtered water, that I can tell the difference between what others may deem "safe". This all is "dramatic" but I am correct, I bring my water bottle everywhere I go (partially because I always get thirsty and pop and juice will never quench your thirst as water does), water is vital for living a healthy life.
This is the infamous 'vodka' bottle.
It's FILTERED water, so don't get any ideas.
I don't share drinks.
Mono lurks everywhere.
EEEK germs (goes to hide)


And that was totally random but it really brought out my paranoia. I'm sitting here drinking filtered water in a water bottle. When I drink out of this bottle people always believe I am drinking vodka. I have no taste for alcohol, I don't drink. I prefer my taste buds to stay sober, but I have acquired a new love for frappuccinos. (I recently tried the new coconut creme and I fell in love; really I can't stop thinking about out it. Talk about obsessive.) Really it's unhealthy; but Starbucks I believe we can work something out.

Image taken from here
Oh who is that marvelous specimen in the front row wearing those snazzy spectacles? Well I don't know who she is but she reminded me of myself. I wear my snazzy spectacles where ever I go! Though if I didn't I'd be blind and I'd probably get hit by a moving vehicle (everything I do it for safety). I only laugh out loud when I find it funny. Something things are just so cliche- Can you blame me? Or you can belt your voice out loudly until you pee yourself, if I'm sitting beside you when this happens I do hope it doesn't smell. Theaters are just.. ahem random. I'll only go depending on my mood; and only if the movie is good. Blah blah blah, where was I? I wandered off.. anyways, this girl reminds me of myself - always bored with simplicity. Lets clap for comparisons!

Until my next adventure (though would anyone really count this as one?).

Until my next brain burst. (Ah that's better.) 


Sunday, July 10

Euphoric Beginnings

Oh how I've missed blogging. The combination of being both busy and lazy made this blog almost die but do not worry I am not dead and neither is this blog.

I want to start off by announcing the loss of my hair virginity, yes I am no longer a brunette. I, have been dip dyed; it was one of the best decisions I've ever made. Well the first time I colored it the color tone was way to similar to mine and therefore results were unnoticeable (if any) there were none. This antagonizing experience resulted in a whirlwind of emotions which left me drained and to put it in short terms - angry and disappointed. My first time was dreadful, but alas would I ever recover from such a horrific experience? Would I ever try again? You need worry not. I did just that. I recovered. Oh I am making this sound way more dramatic than it needs to be but nobody listens to boring stories only those enthralled by passion stay for the last sentence. Oh I also got my dead ends cut - but that's irrelevant. 

Here's my hair before the epic transformation.


Can you sense the essence of the smile that is forced? Really who wants to waste their day playing at the graduation ceremony when they could be doing other things such as you know, SLEEPING? I don't know who wants to do that but I did (go and play) because I was forced. Such is the life of a band student.


The result: after a hair trim (the dead ends were consuming me) and dip dye. The color is mahogany. With flash it looks red, from far away it looks dark brown and up close it looks purple. I enjoy it ever so much. 


(In all my excitement the picture turned out blurry)


This is the color I used. It was on sale as apposed to the other one I bought for full price. Hello sales kind of make me happier. Yay for happiness. And I am smiling in the picture, I'm just tired from an extremely long day, yes those are indeed lilacs in my backyard and I am wearing a shirt that not only has the Canadian flag but also the words CANADA spelled out in big black bold letters. Kate Middleton (whom I adore dearly) and Prince William (who has a bald spot) where in my city that day and you may think I wore the shirt to commemorate the special event, I hate to break it to you, but I wear the shirt as a pajama. And it's so WONDERFULLY comfortable. Please, contain your envy.

I recently had an impulse in which I used my hard earned money and spent it on my first purchase. I bought 5 music books. 5 flute solos - you can not imagine my euphoria.


Each one caught my eye for many different reasons. I needed a book that had many exercises at many levels and two others have classic solo pieces for the flute. Of course I HAD to buy the Disney one - Aladdin is my favorite and the ability to play the music on my flute brings my childhood back to life (although I despised Jasmine). The other book is famous popular Broadway tunes. Can you understand how euphoric this is, oh I do not regret buying these, impulsive shopper? Yes. Although I haven't bought much after that.. well I bought my first drink from Starbucks with some left over cash my parents gave me and it was downright dreadful (the non-coffee option I chose left a bitter taste in my mouth, although it was chocolate I couldn't even drink it when it got dry. Oh I hate when that happens). I'll stick to my water next time.
I took out the sound of music out of the library (for piano and voice). Though I play on my flute and sing on my lungs, I bent the rules. Do I get a penalty?


I'm addicted.

The best news of all... well take a guess. What is this?


Disregard the blurriness; Inside is something ever so special..





It's my new flute. This is the best thing I have obtained in the last few months, I'm so grateful for everything. I treasure everything given to me, it all gives me happiness. I love the quality of the flute, it makes my tone so much better, It makes the music I play sound a million times better than my last flute. Good things come to those who wait; and boy did I wait a long time!


I'm in the midst of reading this fantastic book. I am not exaggerating when I say this might be one of the best books I've ever read. I can relate to the character so much - it may have to do with the fact we're both so strange. "They say the strange are often said to be geniuses" - That quote makes me happy.



I spent a day with my best friend a long while ago. Big cheesy, fake, forced smiles and all; I genuinely enjoyed that day. 

I've been working and working out - yes my summer is getting busier by the days that pass but I am not going to leave my blog like I did last time for that dreadfully long hiatus. No this time things are going to be different, It could just be the new turn of events in my life but I've changed and I will blog more. Just you  wait and see.