Airplanes are super cool but they're also really sad because they can take away your favorite people as easily as they brought them. Never has it been easier to travel huge distances and discover places entirely different from where you came from. An airplane brought one of my favorite shitheads to Yangon, and just yesterday night, he went away. And I was really horrible to him. And in some ways he was horrible to me too. And I really really hope he comes back because if he doesn't, all this regret is going to break me up into a billion tiny little pieces.
Today was the very first prom of my school. There are so many things wrong with my school. Crazy conservative businessman managing the school + strict old fashioned parents = probably the most messed up school in the world. Oh, and also, the students are spoilt rich brats whose first thought when they arrive to school is about which classes they can skip. The teachers dislike the school. The students dislike the school. And if I ever had the chance to move out of this goddamned place I would take it without a second thought. All high schools are supposed to have prom... right? Well our school doesn't. And this is the first prom. And it's created solely by the students. No administrative support whatsoever. My school is crazy, messed up, and horrible. Don't come.
Anyways, I went alone to prom. I had a 'date' but he eventually ditched me for his friends because we have nothing to talk about. That's cool. I understand.
soi dyed my hair blonde today. i used to have black hair and looking at what i am today, i'm probably going back to that tomorrow. i think i've probably had the most shocking... dramatic? hair journey in my class. i've had a mullet, i've gotten extensions, i've gone red, i've tried the homeless style, i've gone curly, i've had a mushroom bob and countless other styles i can't remember right now. i really dislike this. soi'm going back to black tomorrow. my hair is so damaged and ugly already, it's only going to get worse from here.