I Want Money.

Posted Feb 23, 2012. Filed under piercings, work, hair, life, music, materialism. 2 comments.

Sex Pistols = Heaven. ‘Nuff said. I cannot stop listening to them at all. Wish they could have made more than one album, though. That would’ve been legit.

There are so many things in life that I want right now. A new amplifier for my guitar, a new keyboard (instrument, not the computer keyboard), a vinyl record player, and a Macbook Pro. And of course there’s much more stuff that would be too much to explain here. Just check out my wishlist if you’re curious.

I’m trying so hard just to get a job but you know how hard it is. Nobody wants to hire a 17 year old with no real work experience. I swear I applied at like 10,000 different places, called them the next day, and nobody ever calls back. Man, I just want some money. :|

The fact that I’m turning 18 soon has been stuck in my mind nowadays. I’m excited but at the same time kind of sad because 18 means that I’ll be an official adult. Good because I can do whatever the hell I want without asking my parents, and bad because I’ll miss being a kid. I mean, I just have it so much more easier, y’know. Also, soon after I turn 18 I’m going to get a new piercing. I can’t choose between an industrial or a belly button piercing. I don’t think I should get both because I feel it might be too much for me and my parents will be even more mad.

I got a haircut recently too but all I wanted was a trim. Instead, the lady chopped off nearly two inches and gave me “The Rachel”. I guess It looks good but I’m just so sick of this hairstyle. I’ve had it in eigth grade, ninth grade, and half of tenth grade. Besides.. It looked really good on Jennifer Aniston but it makes me look like a freakin scene kid cause of the excess layers and the fact that I have blonde/golden chunks in my hair. I started growing it out last year and got it to be pretty long then what do you know? She chops it all off. Hairstylists, man. They never listen. I hope it grows back fast.