HoGod.
My last haircut was </3.
stare
The lady barely knew what she was doing, and she totally jacked up my hair, and little Isabel's hair. Isabel's now doing swimming lessons; her hair's messed up so bad, it keeps falling into her eyes when she comes up for breath, so she has to take the time to brush the hair back and catch her breath at the same time, which is really affecting her skills and her learning.
And besides. My hair, straightup, looked like s**t.
XD
But we went to a different place, and a different hair stylist. She brought my hair back to life, cut Isabel's hair, and now we are saved from the horrors of crappy hair.
mrgreen
So today, or yesterday (Hey, it's 2 AM.), my mom took me, Isabel, and Giomy to the ice skating rink. Yeah, for the first two hours, it was cool. I mean, just me and my little sister, playing on the ice, giggling and helping each other up when we fell, and fixing each other's beanies, and the whole kaboodle.
But she fell halfway through the afternoon, and stuck out her hand -
BIG mistake - and I ran over her finger while trying to go over and hoist her up - thank God she had gloves on! - with my skates.My last haircut was </3.
stare
The lady barely knew what she was doing, and she totally jacked up my hair, and little Isabel's hair. Isabel's now doing swimming lessons; her hair's messed up so bad, it keeps falling into her eyes when she comes up for breath, so she has to take the time to brush the hair back and catch her breath at the same time, which is really affecting her skills and her learning.
And besides. My hair, straightup, looked like s**t.
XD
But we went to a different place, and a different hair stylist. She brought my hair back to life, cut Isabel's hair, and now we are saved from the horrors of crappy hair.
mrgreen
So today, or yesterday (Hey, it's 2 AM.), my mom took me, Isabel, and Giomy to the ice skating rink. Yeah, for the first two hours, it was cool. I mean, just me and my little sister, playing on the ice, giggling and helping each other up when we fell, and fixing each other's beanies, and the whole kaboodle.
But she fell halfway through the afternoon, and stuck out her hand -
I was almost crying as I helped her out of the rink, kissing her and consoling her, and trying to be the best sister I could, repeating "I'm so sorry, sweet baby" constantly.
Giomy, of course, threw a fit. Isabel had gone skating the day before, and she was yelling and bitching about how Isabel was much safer on her own, and that I was following too close behind.
When I tried to defend myself, saying I was not close behind - which I wasn't, about six or seven feet behind her - to help her when she fell, and that when she feel flat on her back, I was worried she had hit her head, and wanted to help her as soon as I could. My intentions were good, but Giomy raised her voice and refused to listen. I got pissed, of course, and raised my voice and said "IT'S NOT MY FAULT." loudly, trying my best to refrain from smacking that wench across the face.
So Mighty Mom steps in and tells Giomy that my intentions were good, and that if she wanted my respect, she would have to refrain from treating me and everyone else in the house besides Isabel like animals.
And just when I was thinking, "Wow, that b***h got owned!", Giomy pulls out the Sympathy +6 Card and tells my mom about how I said something o-so-cruel the other day involving her being a servant.
Um, hello. In this residence, we have senses of humour. We tell mean jokes. We laugh.
If she doesn't laugh when it's her turn to laugh at herself, and to realize my intentions weren't what she thinks, nobody has dry eyes anymore, huh?
So my mom gave me a whole lecture on respecting your elders and speaking the words of God through example. Because, of course, Giomy is always the victim. Even if she is a stubborn, crude b***h who thinks that because she screwed up her own life, we have to take the blame for "forgetting to remind her that getting married during highschool is 'DEE-DEE-DEE!'"
rolleyes
Oh well. I think I know why she loves Isabel and the dog so much.
She and those two are the only ones in this house without a 7th grade education.
Jeah. Pwned, cuntrag.
And yes. I went there.
