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Nov. 22nd, 2001 11:28 amNow I hate the holidays. My family should up so I decided to be nice and go talk to them. They don't like my hair at all, one of my uncles was trying to convince me that I wasn't going to dye my hair again and didn't look to inpressed when I said I was planning on dying it again and doing a better job of it. And when I told them I had been dating a guy with blue hair they said it was good we weren't dating any more. And I didn't think that was nice at all, because me and blue hair are still friends, and I just don't think that that was very nice of them especially since they've never met him. I'm glad I didn't mention the fact that he had six percings. And pointing out that I go to an art school where unusual is the norm didn't help much either.
Family is not nice at all. They have managed to make me feel uncomfortable about a hair style I like in like 2 minetes. Someone even asked me if it was suposed to be serious or funny. Like I would do this to my hair to be funny. I think I'm going to stay here in my room untill someone comes up with a really really good threat to get me out. Although I should be careful my car keys are down stairs and not on my person, damit. This sucks.
Family is not nice at all. They have managed to make me feel uncomfortable about a hair style I like in like 2 minetes. Someone even asked me if it was suposed to be serious or funny. Like I would do this to my hair to be funny. I think I'm going to stay here in my room untill someone comes up with a really really good threat to get me out. Although I should be careful my car keys are down stairs and not on my person, damit. This sucks.