Bubbly131

Because I've gotten some complaints *cough*Izzey24*cough* that I haven't updated my journal since October, I decided that I'd post something on where y'all can find me online if you care (which I doubt you do). It's always Bubbly131 teennick.com fanpop.com livejournal.com fanfiction.net twitter.com facebook.com fight4avatar.webs.com gallagheracademy.ning.com heistsociety.ning.com email me at carmstrong1494@yahoo.com I'm not giving you my cell phone number, though. Cause that'd just be stupid.

Full Title: I Know I'm Not Perfect, So You Can Stop Pointing Out Every Mistake I Make Sorry. dA won't let me add the full title. Dang it. Alright. Today has not been a very good day. First, it started with a car crash. Don't worry, I'm fine. The weather was very crappy today, and the back window (and all the others) of the car I was in was totally fogged. Plus, the truck was grey, and parked in the street. What idiot parks in the street? Anyways, it turned out to be a teacher's son's car. And the person driving actually has that teacher. We were almost late for school, but we got there 2 minutes before the bell was just in time. Second,

So I decided to dye my hair. Again. Here's all the styles I've had: 1) Brown. 2) Brown with Blonde highlights with just the slightest hint of Red mixed in. (I did this 2 times) And just yesterday, I dyed my hair for the third time. I was aiming for a dark brown as the base, with Red higlights throughout. (Think Kristen Stewert, but with slightly more red). But what I got was so far off, all my mom could say for 30 minutes was "Oh. My. God." Instead of an almost black base, I got bright red. And instead of red highlights, I got bright orange. I was shocked. I thought it was kind of ironic because when I told my grandma I was dying my ha