I'm Nobody's Little Weasel

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2:39 am.

1:38am
What's worse than a bad haircut? Not getting one at all! To sum up, here's what I wrote on Facebook:

"My hair - you remember how I have the prepaid thing I got when we were at Burrard? Well I went to go in for my 2nd haircut visit and the stylist said "Oh this visit is to do 5-7 foils in your hair" even though I said "I want to get a hair cut". So I chose a color close to mine (it does look good I'll admit but it's super subtle) and sat there for 45 minutes for the color to go through (takes forever). Finally he washes it out etc etc and starts blowdrying it. I asked him "Are you also going to cut it?" and he said "Oh! This visit was either for a hair cut or a color!". Annoyed at this, I asked "How much for a haircut?" and he said 45 which I don't want to dole out for a trim - so he "styled" it. By style I mean blowdry my hair straight for 45 minutes when it air dries straight - doesn't even do the curled bit at the end! I also have fly aways to the extreme.

Also, I can't do any heat on my hair now as it's getting damaged. Poopsidoodle."

Oh well. My hair's long now and is where I want it to be. I'll get it cut at Spring Break.

What else be going on in my life? Let's talk about how great Vday was. It was fantastic. We've been getting old-aged all week and I don't look good old b/c people think I'm going to look like I'm in my 50s when I'm 43. So anyways, Laura showed up while I was getting latexed around my eyes with a package and I went "What you got for me Laura?" and she told me I'd get it after class. I assumed more kit stuff until I realized why Stephen had called just minutes earlier. So for the last hour while Harris was attempting to fix his mistakes on me, I was all ansy just to get over there and open it up. So finally when we were done with photos, all the girls gathered round to see what was inside. 12 longstem roses (11 reds and 1 yellow) and a note that everyone cooed over. It was divine b/c I've always wanted flowers sent to me at work or at school and be the envied one. And Stephen did all this without my help which I was pleased and amazed over b/c he coordinated it weeks ago with Laura. Also, Kurt - Sarah's bf - also sent her a dozen yellows but they didn't show till 5:30, so she got them the next day. So now we both have "the best bfs ever".

He also sent me a box of chocolates and a card that wished my red shoes could teleport me anywhere. I wish I was home! Stephen's been so busy with work that it's impacting his eating habits. Roxanne said he looks like a meth addict which I'm not too pleased about - the comment and the fact that he's not getting enough to eat or have someone to cook for him. ::sigh::

School: I have 3 projects to work on. 1 is the history of a living makeup artist - which I finished tonight. The others are a photo-realistic disguise makeup good enough for the FBI on film (I'm doing a OC housewife) and a creature makeup. The creature makeup needs to have the designs submitted and approved on Monday to be applied next week Tuesday. I'm doing the Phantom of the Opera (the makeup is an homage to the silent film, theatrical, and 2004 versions) and is VERY complex. It will take longer than the 3 hours I'm given but need to do test runs.

I'll be doing: a glatzan bald cap, pulling the nose up and pulling the bottom lid and upper lip together to completely distort 1 side of the face, a wax nose and chin (required), gelatin on the cheek, wax on the forehead and head, hand laid hair on the head and eyebrow, and age makeup! OMG.

I hate being this busy and feeling like I'm running around like I have no head. It's super stressful. Take away the photo realistic disguise and I'll be ok!

Now I'd like to talk about my new-found family branch. In case you didn't know, my mom's been looking for her biological father for the past 2 years for medical reasons. She's found him (died in the 90s) and her brothers found her. For more info go here. How do I feel? Bummed. I grew up thinking I was so special being part Korean and Chinese and thinking how I looked like my nana or halmoni. I also grew up loving (and still will) books about Asian women and their family relationships (Amy Tan). Turns out I really resemble nothing of my mom's maternal side - but this unknown family that is now my own. I honestly feel foreign - like I've just been lying to myself all these years and don't know what to do except accept it. I tell people up front I'm mostly Italian and they spot it right away. The Korean or Chinese - no way. I don't know how David or Jon are taking it either - maybe they have the same feelings about it or don't really care and are secure in themselves.

You'd think I'd be excited about it all, but all this news doesn't just carry good. I just don't feel right saying all the bad news that comes with it as it's not my own.

My car - it's fixed! It was a bad solanoid panel that sucked the life out of my car. Total cost? 650 not 6k! Thank you Dad for your amazing negotiation skills.