#45 was on clearance at Meijer
wow
yeah
bit redder than intended…but only on top…my hair is naturally different colored and the dye stuck differentially. therefore, instead of being strawberry-dirty-dishwater-dark-blonde as I used to be, I’m now red-dark-red-bright-red-kinda-blond/brown-red
definitely a change….
so yeah,
I’m going to dye my hair. I think tomorrow evening. But here’s my question…what color?
survey for xanga readers – there’s my picture on the left in all it’s paleness. And here is the page of colors I have to choose from (or similar ones). Right now, I like 29 (Apricot Rapture), 45 (Brilliant Sienna) and 55 (Fiesty Pumpkin).
I went to the doctor this morning (830am, gack!) to get a check up and make sure that my Birth control pills weren’t killing me. Got another 9 months worth. I stopped by the OSU pharmacy to fill the script. On the outside of their door was a sign that fills me with forboding. I’ll paraphrase:
“ATTENTION ALL BIRTH CONTROL USERS. OSU CAN NO LONGER OFFER BIRTH CONTROL PILLS AT THE PREVIOUS DISCOUNTED PRICES. NEW PRICES WILL START AT $26 PER PACK AND INCREASE DEPENDING ON THE PILL. THE CONTRACT OSU AND MANY OTHER CLINICS ACROSS THE COUNTRY HAD WITH PILL SUPPLIERS HAS LAPSED AND WAS NOT RENEWED.
Now, $26 or about a $1 a pill doesn’t sound horrific I guess. Until I think about it more…and realize that these are the same pills that until this quarter started at $10/pack if you bought one and dropped to about $7/pack if you bought three. How many college girls can afford that much of an increase? It really isn’t as though money is easily available to most people who are pursuing a high education. And why? Why on earth would the pharmaceutical companies let this policy lapse? Yes, it cost them money – but it also guaranteed that there was a very large, very willing crop of people to buy their pills. Government incentives are springing to my mind. I see Georgie-Porgie behind every bush and lurking in the corners, with Mr. Ashcroft peeking over his shoulder.
I also have another worry. Currently, I’m on the OSU student health insurance plan and therefore, my pills are covered, I merely pay a $5 co-pay. How long until this is no longer done? OSU is a government funded university…and the same government that is cutting funding to sex-education programs that teach anything other than “Abstinance” could very well strike this next.
and I didn’t even know about it until it had already happened. How can you protest when the slip them in the back door as you watch the front door?
am I paranoid? oh yeah. I like having reproductive rights. I like having the ability to not make babies if I don’t want to. But I also enjoy being able to know exactly when my period will start and when it will end and to be able to lessen my cramps. I also enjoy not having to rely on a male-oriented system of pregnancy prevention. Maybe I’m over-reacting…maybe there isn’t a government conspiracy to slowly leech away my rights…but I’m getting awfully suspicious…
I have a friend. For her privacy, I think I will call her Bunny (since I’m looking at my bottle of chai with a bunny on it right now). I think most people have a friend like her. Nothing seems to ever slow her down, upset her, make her sad or destroy the cheerful world she faces the world. Everyone and everything is beautiful to her in some way and all is her friend.
For a long time, I was envious of this. I wanted to be happy, to not feel depressed or sad or to hate my very existence. I wanted to see the beauty of the smallest thing.
Then, about two years into my friendship with her, I suddenly saw what had been carefully hidden. A very depressed, angry, weeping side that she just always kept deep inside. Part of me was shocked, part of me was satisfied, thinking that deep down I’d always known it was true. No one could be that happy all the time.
And yet still, I wonder. Is it better to be like me, sad and angry often, but very happy every now and then? or to be able to just always be happy? Is it even really happiness? Or is it just pretending? I don’t know anyone who I think really can deal with the hurt of the world and still be that happy – I think she just ignores it, smashes it down and faces the world with a happy happy mask.
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I have my first midterm of the quarter today. 3 weeks into the term, and I have a lack of studying – primarily because I don’t know what I have to study. 3 weeks – 8 lectures (MLK jr day lecture was cancelled), really doesn’t give much material, but 1/3 of my grade is based on tonight’s exam.
My advisor hates the American testing system – we test too much, too often. Evaluate, evaluate…teach to the test. I agreed with him prior to OSU and I agree more and more. It it no wonder I feel like I never learn anything when all I ever do is try to memorize and study for tests, not assimilate concepts (heh, good use of buzz words, eh?)
My lab partner, W. moved into my building. Right next door to me in fact. I told him about the availability (stupid me)…but this does make life decidedly more, er, frustrating. He gets on my nerves often enough in the course of a normal day. But with him living next door (and with that pesky hole connecting our apartments under our kitchen sinks!)…I’ll hear him all day. And his crappy music (gag me with Tool).
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To move or not to move? My lease is halfway done. So, potentially, I could find a new, better apartment. One with two bedrooms. One with room for a couch, with space to have an office…one with better landlords!
But is it really worth the hassle? I mean, do I really need more than 350 sq feet of space to live in? (I took pictures via digital camera last week, soon I will attempt to post them in my profile pic). It isn’t big. But I find it adequate – most of the time. It’s just, my parents and the majority of my friends/family take the littleness of my apartment and lack of bedroom as a reason not to come visit. Granted, I only have a rollaway bed, but still…
