I have to re-evaluate my life. Luckily, there are only a few areas I feel the need to re-evaluate. Like my wardrobe. And whether or not I want to dye my hair.
Where did this come from? Why do I feel the need to do this? Well, let me tell you....
I found my first grey hair this week. Ack!
Yes, I know. It's not a big deal, you say. There'll be plenty more where that came from. You'll get used to it. Blah blah blah-de-blah. I know!
The thing is ... well ... the thing is ... um ... you see ... *sigh* It's physical proof that I'm a grown-up. And I just don't think I can handle that yet. I mean, I've only got 3 decades under my belt. I don't want to be a grown-up yet!
So, let me have my moment of panic, okay.
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I hear you girl!!! And....I got 4 decades under my belt!!!
We can dye our hair together...make a party of it! hehehe
And we can also celebrate not being grown-ups!!!! Cause I don't wanna be! Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....see, I can still have tantrums!!!!!
And I also ain't gonna be a big girl and wear big panties! Thongs all the way till I am 80! ROFLOL!
congrats?!?
Hell every time I try to grow up I pick up a new addiction.
Hum I could have sworn I got the phrase cast off from you hence the quotation marks lol.Oh and not so much lol as dlc.Ya know dlc=demonic little chuckle.
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