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I colored my hair again, it's red. Not Red red, just red. I've also changed my makeup base to a lighter tone, washing out the vice of summer. I've tweezed my eyebrows even narrower, penciling in a good color for a redhead with delicate eyebrows.

Ya know, I could really pull this look off. I look more girlie in a way, but more sassy to guys who don't know me. I just need to lose a few more pounds-but what girl doesn't.

I always 'tattle' on my boyfriend here. He really is a wonderful guy, despite all the bad things I've said about him-I just don't realize how written words come across. They're my emotions at the time, but that doesn't mean they're true or fair. He looked so good today, in his tight Philmore tee and girls' flare jeans.

He pampered me, taking me to school and to work and picking me up, bringing me to lunch at his mom's. He's practicing right now, but soon he'll run with me so I'm not alone and unprotected at night, then escort me to the grocery store.

....He's practicing right now. That means his voice will be shot, rough, deep: Yummy. Even speaking softly into my neck his voice rumbles throughout the extension of my bones. Such excitement. Tonight will be a good night.

.:~*Niav*~:.