Oh so tired and the rain that wrecks my hair…

July 28, 2009 at 10:25 pm (Uncategorized)

Today i went out, as you do. For some reason i felt compelled to straighten my hair even though i looked out the window and saw the grey clouds descending over my house. You think that wasn’t enough of a hint for me, enough of a warning to say ‘Stop! Don’t go out there with straight hair! You will regret it!’
But i didn’t listen to the voice in the back of my head, i stubbornly refused to leave my house with curly hair, probably knowing that i’d return with it like that anyway.
Hence why i hate the rain. I wouldn’t have cared if my hair was in it’s usual messy state ’cause it couldn’t possibly get any worse anyway. But straight hair? I get annoyed.
Eventually i just gave up and pretty much threw back my hood in both unwillingness and irritation. I just could not be bothered to try and wrestle with the wind in keeping my hood on my head where my hair was temporarily protected.
As i was walking through the torrential storm (slight overexaggeration maybe) i came across a bird with my friends, clearly it seemed injured. I actually hated walking away from it because i’ve got some odd impluse to help injured animals wherever i see them. I can’t even swat away a fly without feeling guilty most of the time…when i’m not angry.
So i forced myself to walk away, there was nothing i could do for it anyway and when i walked back to the same spot it had been, it had vanished. I was pretty much anxious when i saw it had gone, i didn’t really think it could have moved by itself.
Moving on from stormy weather and injured animals, i am seriously tired. I feel like i should have concussion or something ’cause i hit my head off my sister’s car door earlier and it hurt like hell.
Not the worst iinjury i’ve sustained from a car though, my foot got run over by my own dad a few months back just because i jumped out the car slightly too early. Nothing serious though, although my ankle is now scarred.
Anyhow, that’s pretty much it for now, so see ya when i do.

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