week 9

 I have very mixed feelings about this time of year. I love baking for my loved ones, but I hate the freezing cold. I love the upcoming breaks, but I hate the fast paced environment before them. I love my birthday, but I hate getting older. I always feel stuck in a bad mood this time of year, so I'm trying to keep myself distracted. Depression can't hit a moving target.

I dyed my hair again this week. I almost never dye my hair at my dad's, and now I remember why. My entire bathroom is stained pink. The tub, the sink, the wall, all streaked with pink. It's mystifying. How can my hair dye not leave a single stain when I dye my hair at my mom's, but at my father's it looks like a crime scene. 

Having a late November birthday kind of sucks. My boss says no one can take personal time the week of Thanksgiving, and we have off the day of. I had to reschedule my plans to go to NYC.

I'm grateful for wishlist websites, 10 Things I Hate About You, and orange Skittles.