I've come to good terms with myself on a few things I was weary on before. (This doesn't include the assignment for an AP class I have due before school starts. I'm still a little awe-struck about this. What can you expect from me?) I bet you're hoping I have come to terms with great soul-inspiring human issues. No. They're mostly shallow; appearance related. Do you know who inspires me the most? Arabelle Sicardi. I looked to her when I knew it was time to dye my hair purple in a non-emo way. I love it when her roots grow out. I watched Project Runway (and the last two episodes of season 4 of Drop Dead Diva last night) and guess who was there. Kelly Osbourne. Her hair is purple, her roots are grown out, and she's beautiful. I can do what I want with my hair and make myself what I want with it. It's not about what you do, it's what you do with it. It's like a pair of shoes. It's how your personality plays into it, and how you style them that makes your style/personality aura. Maybe I'm not the best at explaining things, so I'll just talk about this amazing purple lipstick I got off of Etsy.
Just kidding. This post was started about two weeks ago and since then my baby Macbook has committed suicide and I now have a new computer. I wouldn't have this new computer if my school didn't require me to either bring a device or use another brain washing machine they provide. Well, guess what. I don't have a Macbook anymore. It's an Acer I got at the Windows store at the Fashion Mall near my house. I'm so sad to have lost my baby and this computer made me cry when I got home because it's not the same (I'm also emotional and probably a brat. but mostly emotional.). Let's just say me and whoever is in charge of Mac are gonna have a little chat aka me putting my fist in their face. My whole family (mom, uncle, grandma) put money together to get me a used macbook for this past Christmas, keep in mind it's only Augusts now, and the Mac store won't fix my old child, or even supply the parts for me to have someone else fix it. My Mac turned five years old in January, since then it's been considered "vintage" and they won't fix it. The graphic card just went out or something. It wasn't my fault. I didn't spill anything on my computer. Mac just wants me to spend another thousand at their store for it to commit suicide in five and a half years to spend another thousand, or more. It's really sad. I also lost of pictures and files. They won't do anything. I'm so fed up because honestly I'm so comfortable with Macs and they're so neat and easy to use, but for the price you pay in the long run, they aren't worth it. Fuck it.
