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Wednesday, September 01, 2004
>{:-) <---- Me as an Onion
Sorry for the delay but we’r back with more tales from the not so interesting life of me! (I dont hear any YAY-ing going on... *clicks gun* DO IT!) ......... Ahem.
GCSEs now over – for those of you who want to know, I managed to scrape in total 4 A*s and 7 A’s
(Also a C in AS French but we don’t talk about that in this household...)
Anyways after a great deal of negotiations between the general youth and their parents, each of us came out of this "experience" with something. Whether it be just the general feeling of accomplishment or just a whole load of money. Such as 1000 pounds perhaps. Yes that’s right. A friend of mine received 100pounds per A/ A*. Respect. Another person I know got a car!
As for me? I got permission to dye my hair. By myself of course. I didn’t want to do an all over colour so I went out and bought a lowlighting kit. Unlike a beauteous friend of mine who’s parents paid for her to go and have her hair highlighted at a proper hair place!! (otherwise known as a salon)
But no. I sat in my bathroom today meticulously pulling out strands through a cap with holes in (I looked like an onion) before painting my head with the lotion which
- a) smells like battery acid
- b) stains skin/carpets/basins a nice shade of brown and
- c) is about as easy to handle as liquid paraffin.
OMG, its petrol! Lol
Anyways, so I sat there eating Joosters jelly beans for 40 minutes before washing it all off and blowdrying my hair to reveal...........
Absolutely no change whatsoever.
Poo
