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my sarcasm.
YAY! Can’t wait!
I finally managed to roll out of bed and take a shower.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The reflection and the way I felt were like night and day. I was standing there with a towel on my head, and a towel wrapped around my body. Anyone else would’ve seen a girl in her twenties who had her whole life ahead of her, a girl who was beautiful. The way I felt inside was nothing like that. I felt like I was broken, a girl who didn’t have her life ahead of her, because I couldn’t let myself move on. I was holding back because I didn’t know when, or if, I would get sick again. I knew if I just stayed here I wouldn’t lose anything, I couldn’t hurt anyone. I finally pulled myself away from the mirror and tried to concentrate on getting dressed.
I needed caffeine. I quickly dressed in a pair of yoga pants and a loose fitting T-shirt before heading to Cups. Hopefully that would give me the strength to pull myself out of this funk.
The rest of the morning and afternoon flew by, and I was standing in front of the mirror again. I applied my make-up but not as much as I would have, had I been at work. By the time I was done, my eyes were dark and smoky, my cheeks brushed with just a pinch of color and my lips a deep red. Now I needed to figure out what to do with my hair. Should I even attempt to style my own hair? I had it trimmed recently, and styled so it actually looked like I had cut my hair short on purpose. The sides were cut short, the top long enough that my bangs were almost chin length. The lady at the salon said it was how a lot of girls were cutting their hair these days. For the most part I still wore a beanie anyway, because I felt naked without my long hair.
I pulled out my flat iron from a box in my closet. I wasn’t even sure the thing would still work. I crossed my fingers as I plugged it in and turned it on. I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding at the idea of attempting to do something with my own hair. I got dressed as I was waiting for my iron to heat up. I pulled on a pair of dark denim skinny jeans and the shirt I had purchased the day before with Jade and Melody. I quickly ran my flat iron through my hair and used some gel to smooth down the shorter pieces that were too short to straighten. I had just finished with my hair when I heard someone knocking at my door. I took another deep breath after a quiet pep talk, and then answered the door.
“Come on in. I’m almost ready.” I greeted both Jade and Melody.
“Hey, girly, you look hot!” Melody said as she hugged me.
“You too,” I said as I took a step back and took in both her and Jade’s appearance, becoming instantly jealous. Jade’s long black hair was down and in big loose curls. Melody’s long blonde hair was straight and hung halfway down her back. Ugh, what I would do to get my long hair back.
“You know, Faith, you should really give up the wigs, your hair looks amazing like that. I wish my hair looked that good short. I hate spending hours and hours of blow drying and straightening,” Jade commented.
“Thanks, but believe me, I would love for this to grow out…and fast.” I smiled. “I am going to grab my shoes and I will be right back.”
I couldn’t decide on what shoes to wear so I grabbed a pair of peep-toe, black, platform heels, and a pair of knee-high, black-heeled boots, and then asked for their opinion.
“Okay, so what do you think?” I asked as I walked out of my room.
“Shoes,” they both said at once.
“Those peep-toes are freaking hot.” Melody grinned.
“Well, that was easy.”
I tossed my boots in the closet and slipped on my jacket. “Okay, ladies, ready?”
“Let’s do this.” Melody stood up and headed for the door.
“I’ll drive.” I grabbed my purse and keys off the table and headed out the door, locking it behind me.
By the time we arrived at Shelby’s, I was ready to turn around and go back home. I was
YAY! Can’t wait!
I finally managed to roll out of bed and take a shower.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The reflection and the way I felt were like night and day. I was standing there with a towel on my head, and a towel wrapped around my body. Anyone else would’ve seen a girl in her twenties who had her whole life ahead of her, a girl who was beautiful. The way I felt inside was nothing like that. I felt like I was broken, a girl who didn’t have her life ahead of her, because I couldn’t let myself move on. I was holding back because I didn’t know when, or if, I would get sick again. I knew if I just stayed here I wouldn’t lose anything, I couldn’t hurt anyone. I finally pulled myself away from the mirror and tried to concentrate on getting dressed.
I needed caffeine. I quickly dressed in a pair of yoga pants and a loose fitting T-shirt before heading to Cups. Hopefully that would give me the strength to pull myself out of this funk.
The rest of the morning and afternoon flew by, and I was standing in front of the mirror again. I applied my make-up but not as much as I would have, had I been at work. By the time I was done, my eyes were dark and smoky, my cheeks brushed with just a pinch of color and my lips a deep red. Now I needed to figure out what to do with my hair. Should I even attempt to style my own hair? I had it trimmed recently, and styled so it actually looked like I had cut my hair short on purpose. The sides were cut short, the top long enough that my bangs were almost chin length. The lady at the salon said it was how a lot of girls were cutting their hair these days. For the most part I still wore a beanie anyway, because I felt naked without my long hair.
I pulled out my flat iron from a box in my closet. I wasn’t even sure the thing would still work. I crossed my fingers as I plugged it in and turned it on. I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding at the idea of attempting to do something with my own hair. I got dressed as I was waiting for my iron to heat up. I pulled on a pair of dark denim skinny jeans and the shirt I had purchased the day before with Jade and Melody. I quickly ran my flat iron through my hair and used some gel to smooth down the shorter pieces that were too short to straighten. I had just finished with my hair when I heard someone knocking at my door. I took another deep breath after a quiet pep talk, and then answered the door.
“Come on in. I’m almost ready.” I greeted both Jade and Melody.
“Hey, girly, you look hot!” Melody said as she hugged me.
“You too,” I said as I took a step back and took in both her and Jade’s appearance, becoming instantly jealous. Jade’s long black hair was down and in big loose curls. Melody’s long blonde hair was straight and hung halfway down her back. Ugh, what I would do to get my long hair back.
“You know, Faith, you should really give up the wigs, your hair looks amazing like that. I wish my hair looked that good short. I hate spending hours and hours of blow drying and straightening,” Jade commented.
“Thanks, but believe me, I would love for this to grow out…and fast.” I smiled. “I am going to grab my shoes and I will be right back.”
I couldn’t decide on what shoes to wear so I grabbed a pair of peep-toe, black, platform heels, and a pair of knee-high, black-heeled boots, and then asked for their opinion.
“Okay, so what do you think?” I asked as I walked out of my room.
“Shoes,” they both said at once.
“Those peep-toes are freaking hot.” Melody grinned.
“Well, that was easy.”
I tossed my boots in the closet and slipped on my jacket. “Okay, ladies, ready?”
“Let’s do this.” Melody stood up and headed for the door.
“I’ll drive.” I grabbed my purse and keys off the table and headed out the door, locking it behind me.
By the time we arrived at Shelby’s, I was ready to turn around and go back home. I was
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