Thursday, July 16, 2009 at 12:49 AM | Posted by eden tyler
i would be blonde and young and not have to give a rat's ass what people think of me.
to an extent, i'm many of those things (except i'm a dark brunette), but i'd love to be what i am and even more.
i'd have sick hair like this girl's, and i'd remember not to start with a stupid tattoo at age 18 that i'll hate in the years to come. i'm getting it fixed to fit in with the rest of them, but in another life, i wouldn't have to do that.
i would have known i was truly a writer at a much younger age. i'd be working on my first book at the age this girl is...not years later like i am now.
if only i were buddhist and i believed in reincarnation. but i'd probably come back as a butterfly or something else that only lives for like two weeks.
i'd go for the 10k/day goal and i'd hit my goal every day. heck, i'd have a novel finished in a few weeks. i would so love to do that right now, but i'm beyond swamped with moving and taking care of other things that i just can't do it. my self-imposed deadline i set when starting this book might not be made because of all the nonsense that's occurred over the past few months. as i said, in another life...
heck, now i have ashlee simpson in my head.
i know who i am and i'm proud of it, but i learned too late, as most people do. at age thirty, i wish i could be like this girl, whereas in ten/fifteen years, she will *most likely* be embarrassed by such pictures of herself. of course i don't know this to be true. maybe she's one of the lucky ones.
at least i'm not so old that i can't be more open and free. i've actually gotten better about it over the past five years or so, which i suppose is quite normal. even in the past few days, i've grown to realize that i don't care what people think. except my immediate family. my chosen family. the ones i live with. my love wouldn't exactly be happy with me being a streaked blonde with a lip ring (he dislikes the scar i have from my labret stud from 6-7 yrs ago), but i'm a bit more unconventional than i had once believed. and i adore it.
so yes, this would be me. heck, it could be me if i bleached my hair and then dyed it. but i don't think i'd fare well as a blonde. i don't have the coloring for it.
it's 1 am and i'm rambling. i cannot sleep for the life of me, so i'm blogging instead. now i'm going to quit and work on that 10k/day goal. i'm not aiming quite that high, but we'll see where i end up. i know i can do 1200/hr, so maybe i can write a chapter before i crash.