My friend who is a licensed cosmetologist, totally screwed up my hair today. She's done my hair 50 times probably, so i should be grateful this has only happened once I feel ugly, really. I cried, after years of looking normal, i'm back to black. I hate it, I hate who I was when I had black hair. Fuck. Sorry for the rant friends, but I can't post this anywhere else.
7 months later and it's still hard for me to believe that you're gone. As crazy as it sounds to most people, I really think you're my angel.
The things I loved most about you.
-the simple fact that you cared -your ridiculous laugh -your generosity -the ability that you had to love everyone -the patience you had to to tolerate me and my attitude -your work ethic -your loyalty.
+ buying all of my books for less than 300 dollars for the semester! + speaking at the church tonight. + getting hugs from a lot of the people at church that hadn't seen me in a month. + SINGING again. + remembering the good times I had with Michelle.
I need to learn to not rush things, I don't want to ruin what I have going for me. "easy emily, easy" I think that over and over again.
yesterday was my belt test. i broke one board. i messed up two kicks (sidekicks) and i spent three minutes talking about how much tae kwon do has changed my life, i could talk about that for 3 hours though. i am a martial artist. i am a warrior. i am proud of myself. i am freaking emilyjoy. my hearts been broken but i think i have my strength back and I'm ready to go.
i leave you with that. an ax kick on its way down and a smile. emily"there's always hope"joy