Sorry I disappeared for a couple of days. My parents pulled a fast one on me and notified me at the last possible minute that we were going to Toronto. Since it was partly against my will to leave for the extremely pointless trip, my mom let me decide where to spend our free time once we were done doing whatever we needed to do (Which was get our hair cut and buy a birthday present for some friend of ours). I had wanted to go to Wonderland; BEHEMOTH! But…
I would have no one to go with except my parents. Which isn’t exactly Woo! So I settled to go to the Ontario Place since I had never gone there before. We had planned to go there first before anything else and had already bought the tickets at CAA when it started to rain. It was only one of those 10 minute showers though, but it was enough to stop my parents from taking a chance and going anyway even though I had urged them too. So we decided (once again, against my will) to go the next day. Guess what?! IT RAINED THE WHOLE DAY! Bottom line; if we would have just gone the day before we wouldn’t of had to waste our tickets. Moral: Parents need to listen to their kids because kids are always right.
Anyway, I had been wanting to get my hair cut for ages since it was down to my waist and was getting pretty annoying in the heat but we just never found time to. My mom only gets her hair cut in Toronto because we go to this place and no where else. Whatever. I told the lady to chop my hair off up to below my shoulders and I got highlights. Except…they didn’t even really ask me what colour I wanted. I just simply said I wanted a sort of chocolate brown colour so they wouldn’t stand out too much because my hair is a really dark brown-ish-blackish colour. And so they start putting the gunk in my hair and I ask, “Wait, I didn’t even tell you which exact colour I wanted from the colour chart thing yet.” The lady goes and gets me the book with the little different colours of hair and I choose one but then another lady comes and tells me that she’s already putting this other colour in. So I’m just like, “Umm okay, thanks for asking.” But it didn’t really matter that much since it was similar to the colour I wanted anyway. But when the highlights are done they’re a dark blonde colour! I’m sort of freaked because I had always said how stupid I’d look with blonde highlights. And even though they’re not exactly the colour I wanted they don’t look bad. They’re just not really me.
So we ended up not being able to go to Ontario Place or Wonderland, or anywhere that I WANTED to go to -.- Thanks mom and dad
