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Confessions of a Drama Queen in Current Events

  • Sept. 5, 2019, 5:57 p.m.
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I want to be in a good mood today. I saved all of my self-care routines for today. Trimmed my facial hair, manscaped, I manicured (paws & claws), exfoliated head to toe, cleaned up my eyebrows, gave myself a facial, shampooed and applied my hair oils, I am even soaked in moisturizer right now. However, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and now I am irritable and petty as fuck. First of all, I would like to say a random big Fuck You to Joe Rogan. Joe… fuck you. Every time that you cross my mind or show up on any of my newsfeeds I just fucking cringe. Fuck your unfounded views against veganism. Fuck you for thinking that something is stupid just because YOU can’t understand it. Fuck your toxic masculinity and fuck your mansplaining with something hard and sandpapery… but consensually because I am not a rapist… and have a nice day!

Ok, I feel .03% better. Halleloo. He triggered me this morning. That reminds me, I still need to post my little “essay” about how diary on a food guide is racist. I know, such a weird sentence but it will all make sense and shouldn’t offend those who are feeling oppressed by political correctness. It’s just alternative facts lol.

I am meeting up with Jen and Erin in a bit. We’re going to hang out at the Forks downtown and then she is going to trim my hair. I was about ready to book an appointment at the modern man barber but Jen is right about me not being ready to just chop off all of my hair. So she is going to trim it down to what my first ever hair goal was. When I decided to grow it out. The hair in the front is finally long enough to make it look good. It took forever to grow that out.
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Then when I am ready I will go back to a fade like this pic below
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OR I will get up the nerve to try a Quiff, similar to Zayne Malik’s. Ugh, his face is so pretty.
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When Jen called to get the details on our little outing she asked what I was doing because she could hear my spa music in the background. I told her that I was meditating… she didn’t buy it so I confessed that I was whining on my blog. However, pardon my political incorrectness, my keyboard had a demonic possession and deleted everything. I was so petty and short about everything. I just can’t with today.


Last updated September 05, 2019


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