I'm a Betty

Hello, my name is Amber.

And I'm going blonde. **pics to come, stay tuned**

I've been wanting to do this for about 4 years now, haha. I finally have the cajones to do it. As of late, pre-graduation things have been getting me down. When I get into funks like this, I feel better if I make some sort of change. I guess it makes me feel in control.

Here's where I act like a damn fool. I did the initial dye job (technically Bri did it). The color I found is "Born Blonde- Maximum Blonding for Even the Darkest Hair" which makes me so SO excited. **PS- Br also trimmed my hair, so I have a somewhat new 'do**. After I rinse the dye, I immediately see that while my roots took the color really well, a large portion of my hair came out this weird strawberry/still dark brown look.

My head looks like a fucking monarch butterfly.

Naturally, I'm a little...no, pretty sad by this. Blonde is definitely an extreme I've never tried and I felt like it was a mistake. Bri and I make an executive decision and I put on a hat, head to Wal-Mart and get another box to get maximum coverage (there were also a lot of patches that were missed).

I am now sitting in my living room after applying the second time around....this shit burns. It burned a little before the first time- but second time around I can confidently say 'yes, that IS a burning sensation on my scalp.' In retrospect, I should have listened to my instinct telling me to wait to re-dye...but what's done is done, right?

I put in a movie and am occupying my time to distract myself from the burn. About 45 minutes have passed and the pain has subsided (I have to leave it in for 90 min- crazy, I know). Other things I am doing to forget my head is on fire: checking Facebook, catching up with friends, going over notes for my film class, pondering what I'll write for my essays for my history class aaaaaand writing this blog.

The only thing that really sucks about the wait is that last night, I did not sleep at all. And the night before, I went to bed at 6:30 am. My weekend was very sleep deprived. Last night was pretty rough, knowing I had to work from 8-5 and being stressed out. I came in to work this morning, but only for two hours. I think it was a good call, not only because of the obvious, but I've been told at work that I "need to slow down because you're doing too much work". Finally my boss flat out told me:

"Amber, you have a great work ethic, but you need to slow down. You're a work-a-holic, and take it from someone who knows- you can slow down and give yourself a break. I'm a work-a-holic too and I've sacrificed personal and family relatonships and have had to deal with stress-related health problems. So slow down while you're young enough to know how."

....What do you say to that? It turns out you don't say anything. You go home from work after two hours because of your stress-related insomnia and chill the fuck out. I cleaned my livingroom a bit, listened to some favorites from childhood (I'm not ashamed to say I rocked out to Spice Girls), accompanied Bri on her haircut adventure and got a huge Cherry/Cola slushie and sat in the park with my buddy. This is where the hair dye idea comes in.

After Bri gets her haircut, she wants to color it. After looking at the hair colors, decide I want to do something too- and you know where it goes from there :)

So long story short- I'm finally doing something I've been wanting to do AND I've had a lovely day. Despite the fact that I've had no sleep, I haven't been cranky or sleepy at all today. I do feel that I will sleep heavy tonight :D

Peace and Love