All dressed up, and nowhere to go

First, I wanted to apologize to my Zan friends for not being around. Things just are hectic and my time management skills are poor at best. I'll try to post later XD
Secondly, today is my birthday. Bow to me, bitches.  
(Ug, I just viewed my blog on this library computer and the resolutions fucks up my beautiful Blue Morpho Butterfly background... Damn it, I worked hard on that >:/)

Well, I was, earlier. I had a dentist appointment and I went all out with my clothing and makeup(Reason you ask? That, my dear, neither of us shall ever know) it's JUST the dentist. There aren't even men there to impress. There is one man on staff(the actual dentist) and he's old and has known me since I was like... 8.
I wore a customized corset shirt, black with  red and white polka dots(I customized it with red paint, painting some of the dots. Also fitted the chest. I'm such a seamstress >:) ) a striped over half-buttoned up fitted shirt and slightly-ripped jeans(it's a nice outfit, don't judge) and my black and white striped Heartless beany hat. I also went full on with my makeup for the first time in.. weeks. I tried putting on foundation and pressed powder and the colour didn't match with my skin so I looked really weird. I washed it off and stuck with litening cream around my eyes, a little blush, my eyebrows done and eyeshadow. I went purple. Purple just seems to go with my hat.

Anyhoo, tomorrow (35 minutes from now) is my official birthday, And I have to go to school. I can't exactly call in sick. We're learning the basic hair cut. Which I need to learn X-x
This last week, we learned hair colour. I did decently. I can't seem to make my hands do what my brain always wants them too. I put highlights in my mannequin's hair. I used too high of a volume of bleach. Her hair came out too blonde for highlights. I liked it though. And we learned other chemical treatments the week before. Like relaxers, and perms. And the history of hair and makeup from the 'supposed' ice age. 
I could tell you about my friend being bullied, and how the girls who did it are now expelled and will be fined upwards of $5000, but I was just informed that I'm going to be tired in the morning. I told my mom I KNOW. I don't do well during the week for what ever reason. I'll have to get on when I get up and type some more..
Well, that's not what happened. I ended up getting up quite a bit later than I had intended.
I'm at the library, typing this.. on my birthday. Amazingly, there's actually a girl in my class with the same birthday as me. Only she's just turned 19. We were talking about ages in class, and one girl randomly asked from across the class room how old I was. When I told her I was 23, she yelled, "shut the front door!"  (we're not allowed to curse)  and was like, totally amazed at how old I was. But the other girl whose birthday was today made a huge batch of awesome chocolate cupcakes and shared them with the class and some of the other students. She also had a tiara(how old is she supposed to be again?) so everybody was lavishing attention on her. I could go Clue movie quote here, ".... but i didn't care, I wasn't jealous..."
But to some degree it would be a lie. Her sister showed up with MORE cupcakes and a vase, and her friend in class left balloons and a small gift for her. Half the girls didn't even realize it was my birthday even AFTER the regional director made the whole school sing to me. Because she had the stupid tiara on was the only reason she knew it was her birthday. I was all waving my arms to get the director's attention and she was like, "it's your birthday too?!" (my friend, even though she moved on to the next phase, didn't even show to hang out.. made Sheshy sad..
Then again, I did get a nice piano-lead happy birthday at church on Sunday with a nice flourish at the end. Anyway, we studied the actual hair cutting thing today. I'm not bad, but I seem to be so slow at everything. It's partially because I just learned it, but it's also because I'm a perfectionist and like things to be precise. And correct. I told my teacher how I felt about it and she said to not worry, that some of the girls take short cuts, or do it too fast and wrong for the sake of getting over with it. But today I was still working wayy past the other girls, into our cleaning time. I didn't get out of the building until like 5:20. Which is very late, considering they want you out at 5 if you're not working late with clients. Anyway, yeah, I could rant on, but I think it should end.









Ending thought: "Those who say it cannot be done, should stop interrupting those doing it."
(Slightly random one, I wanted to use a lyrics from Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus. I love it and it fits perfectly as to how I feel as of late. I just didn't. Using lyrics sometimes feels not as personable. Not that "generic" quotes are really much better :p)

Eating: Light Boston Cream Pie Yoplait Yogurt(when I started writing this post)
Drinking: Water (my kidneys were kicking me something awful since I haven't drank any water today)