Played around more.
Can you tell I like making them look old?
Tried my hand at a collage.
I need sleeping pills. Please.
And....[drumroll] I can touch my toes! Never in my life have I been able to touch those suckers, never even close. Yesterday I was just stretching on the floor and voila! Toe-touching! Try the other foot, can grab foot. Wooow. I'm still in awe. Yes, most people can but I never was able to, even during band season. I think watching gymnastics made me fel flexible. Am now training my new toe-touching muscles, which kill because they've never been used before. Yesh, this is my life, my joy, my happiness. Fuck off it.
What to do. Am dying for coffee but if I drink it I won't sleep until 9 or so. Won't sleep till 6 without it. Hopefully dying my hair tom. I hate this colour. It faded hideously. Heard Mums talking to Jill on the phone about how bad I look with dark hair and how I should die it blonde again, but I look retarded blonde. Kinda washed out. Whatever. I'll dye it grey.