A big issue in my mind the past couple of months has been what I’m going to do with my [tag]hair[/tag]. One thought is to cut it off. Off, like hers. I’m not much into ‘fros, but I could wear it that kind of short. Another thought is locks. It’s not one I’m terribly partial to, since it seems like a decent amount of work. Plus, I’d have to cut my hair off twice if I decided I didn’t like ’em. The third idea is to just quietly go natural and change the style of my hair. This break, I took a break not only from schoolwork and email, but…

It is always distressing to me when someone calls me attractive. It upsets the flow of my day and sends my mind reeling trying to cope with what that means. *laugh* How much meaning is there behind, “You’re hot”? Unsurprisingly, I can come up with a lot of potential meanings ranging from insulting to embarrassing to flattering. I suppose that in my mind, I am still the acne-covered, bitchy, unfit and unshapely high schooler that I was a mere couple of years ago. I know that I’ve changed, but I see the changes as being primarily internal and not noticeable to those that don’t pay close attention to that sort…