 Golly its been ages since Ive written anything on this gay old bebo page of mine. So Im a hair stylist now. Well, I dont actually get to 'style' hair, but I DO get to touch old ladies heads (or their 'special area's' as Lindsey likes to think of them) on a daily basis. I also get to work with Jimmy, my chinese friend, to whom I teach phrases such as "Your Ma" and "Thats gay". I was at Electric Picnic on saturday. I made friends with a lovely tired boy named Darragh, who was wearing a very colourful hat, and was on tv too. That was very embarrassing, although I havent actually seen it myself yet and am just going on the laughs of my kind father thus far. Kelly Osbourne was at EP too, watching Bloc with her new boyf Matty from Fields (aka the architect behind The Blochead) and I really had to fight the urge to vault over the barrier, roll sideways onto the stage and like kick her in the shins or something. Thats about all my news I think. Oh yeah, Ive developed an even stronger dislike for D4's. I was SURE they'd have gotten over the whole quiff thing by the start of the new school year, and I hoped they'd have come up with something more along the lines of the Flock Of Seagull's frontman's blazing example in hairdressing for those who like their follicles hairsprayed to within an inch of their life, and ten inches off their head. But alas, the ever intelligently (and usually facially) challenged lot have failed to come up with anything original. The quiffs have just got messier, and the hoodies have just gotten bigger. Keep up the good work ladies. |
