Your daily dose of Zac :) err... well I guess it's MY daily dose of Zac, because I'm pretty sure no one else needs a daily dose of Zac haha.
I hate break-ups. Obviously I haven't had a break-up recently, but one of my very close friends has. Break-ups suck ass. I mean having someone that is that close to you just leave is a huge blow. And it sucks because, as a friend, there is nothing you can do to make it better. I know because I've been there. Everyone tells you, "it's not your fault. It's his loss. He doesn't know what he's missing. He's stupid." But all you can think is, "It is my fault. It's my loss. He couldn't care less. There's something wrong with me." None of those things are true. But you won't be able to realize it until way after the fact. I hate seeing her like this. And it kills me that I can't make it better. And even though he's my friend too, I hate him for doing this to her. And I'm worried about her and what this break-up means for her. I just wish I could take away all the heartache in the world. Because it's truly the worst kind of pain.
So I dyed my hair again. No, I'm not one of those girls that dyes her hair all the time. I've never done any color besides blond. But see, I don't like how dark my hair gets in the winter. So one day last spring had Kelsey bleach my hair. And she did a great job, she did exactly what I asked her to do. But I realized that I didn't want to actually bleach my hair. So Tori (my hairdresser) put in some lowlights to balance out the bleach. Then the sun bleached that out, which ended up looking good. But then the summer came to an end and the sun went away and took my blond with it... and my roots grew in dark. So then I highlighted it to make the roots go away, but my mom thought it grew out funny. So she said she would pay to dye my hair darker. I wasn't sure about it at first, but I've decided I like it. It's very natural, and a little different.
So I've been hearing about season 4 of Dexter for a long time now, and I finally got around to watching it. It wasn't the season finale that bothered me so much as it was the season premier of season 5.
Don't ask about the title. Or the picture. Who knows where it came from. Ian maybe? I think he says sad panda a lot. Anyways, if ever anyone was a sad panda, it's me. Since my job has required me to work over break, I am forced to stay in Bellingham. I mean, it's not the end of the world, there are people here. And I'm making money. But my BEST friends aren't here. And my family isn't here. And my Renton/Seattle friends aren't here. And I'm living by myself. And I am NOT a loner. I am not one of those people who enjoys personal time. Screw personal time. I want people time. I like being with people, pretty much all the time. So it's gonna be a long week.
I. AM. SO. TIRED. Went to bed around midnight last night, got up around 5:30. Had a final at 8, been in the library since 9 studying for my next final at 3:30. And I'm about to pass out I'm so tired. And the library is freaking cold. Why is it so cold?
Goddammit aldflkasdjflkasjd;flks df AHHHHHHHHH THIS SHOW MAKES ME SUCH AN EMOTIONAL WRECK AND IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN SEASON THREE OF CHUCK STOP READING.