It’s the weekend, and I feel like I want to kick back a little bit and talk about the future. 🙂
Look, it’s me! Or, rather, one incarnation of me.
I’ve gone through a lot in my life. I moved from Washington to California to Arizona to Japan, and then back to Washington, where I am now (temporarily). Hawaii is my next destination, out from under the thumb of family and out on my own again. Like a real adult. I feel like it’s a big change, and I’ve talked about why I chose Hawaii of all places, and also about how excited I am for it. I feel like I’m a different person than I was a year ago, or two or three years ago. I’m definitely a different person than the one who moved to Japan.
And I’ve been thinking about it for a few weeks now, how I want a makeover to sort of commemorate it.
The many incarnations of me, from high school at the left to my current hair.
That’s my natural hair color on the left, followed by my orange hair, my failed attempt at blonde, and finally to the dark brown that it is now. I think that right now is actually the best color that I’ve had so far. I certainly look the youngest and feel most confident with it.
But, you know, what I want most is pink hair. Light, gorgeous pastel pink.
I thought at first that maybe I should do an ashy, dark blonde like Tris (on the left below), with pink tips or streaks, much like the other gorgeous ladies here:
But, the more that I thought about it, and the more that I looked at photos, I think that I want a lovely all-over bubblegum pink, like these ladies (not the dark pink one. A lot of people recommended that for me, but I really, really want the pastel pink, and it’s my hair).
I’d keep my same hairstyle– straight with bangs, or occasionally curly, since I just love, love, love bangs. They’re much less maintenance for me, too, since my hair is quite flat, so I’d have to do a lot to get a part to look good.
Of course, my very strict mother is against it. But I’m a grown woman, and pretty soon, I will be out of her hair, no longer having to listen to her constantly put me down. She’s the kind of person who has a negative opinion of any change (she hate, hate, haaaaates my vegan diet, and pushes junk food on my all of the time. Sometimes erupting in a heated argument, because according to her I “could just try it.”) She has no concept of the word “no” and what it means. Sometimes, I just can’t even argue with her, and it’s easier to give in. Not with food, though. I never, ever give in to her pushing junk food in my face. She is overweight, has frequent migraines that cause her to throw up, and almost constant mouth sores, yet she refuses to eat better.
Well, it’s her body. Any suggestion that I make (eat this avocado instead of that pizza) is met with resistance, and she can’t understand the concept of fresh fruit, I believe. She was going to the store with her husband, and I asked her to pick up some pears if she could. When she came home, she had two cans of pears in syrup (gross!), and said proudly, “I got your pears!” When I said that I wanted fresh pears, and she should know from the many times that I’ve said so that I don’t like pears or peaches in syrup (the don’t even taste like the real thing, they taste like candy), she said, “these are real pears. They’re the same thing!”
Apparently she didn’t see the two pears that I bought and left on the counter a few weeks ago to ripen (before scarfing them down hungrily). Yeah, forget this. I’ll just continue doing my shopping on my own and drink green tea instead of coke and eating tofu and beans instead of pizza and fish sticks.
Incompatible. I can’t wait to get out of here! If my book does well, I can leave right after it’s out, or possibly after TCAF (It would be easy to leave Sansa here for a few days with people that she knows, than fly to Hawaii and get her a cat hotel when I don’t even have an apartment yet). It would give me time to see my friends in Seattle, too, before I leave the area. I don’t have the slightest idea when I will be back. It had been seven years since I set foot in Washington, and nothing against the state itself (except for the legalization of marijuana, which I don’t particularly like), but I hope that I don’t have any reason to come back for a long time.
My sister and Grandma and various cousins (and brother, but on the other side of the state) are all here, but maybe they’ll come to visit me instead. Hey, there’s always skype, too.
Suffice it to say that I’m so, so, sooooo done with this place. I look forward to having my own place to write and draw in peace, without constant screaming about how worthless my goals are, useless my life is because I don’t have children, and constant nagging over my (extremely healthy) diet to get in the way. Or, of course, how I’m “never busy” (she can’t understand writing as being anything important), so I get volunteered for everything.
Yeah, done. Help me out of here by recommending my book when it comes out, you guys, to everyone you know who might love it. 🙂 It should be out within 2 weeks, so here is me putting my working gloves on, and considering going to Starbucks tomorrow just to get away from it all. :3
Oh yes, and I’ve sort of become enamored recently with the idea of an elegant, feminine, tattoo of birds across my back of collarbone (or forearm?). They’re bursting free of the earth, leaving behind the ground for the sky, where they can stretch their wings and soar. You can thank the Divergent movie for inspiration (that was also the feeling that I got while watching the movie), and looking around online, I found these examples that I all really like:
I’d like to ask your opinions!
Which one do you like the best? Also, what’s your opinion on pink hair? Should I wait until after I move to Hawaii to get them both done? It makes sense to me, the hair because I could pick a hairdresser and keep going back to him/her, and the tattoo because Washington is so cold, I would be wearing a coat or sweater every day to cover it up, so what’s the point?
Please send me your thoughts! I’ll get back to editing now, but I look forward to hearing your reactions over this next week! Please comment!! *loves on you all* You’re totally my saviors, and I can’t wait to take you all along while I make the next big journey of my life, and try to carve a little place of my own out in this world. <3 <3 <3