Behind Your Lips.

This morning, I woke up in high hopes. I don't know why, but I woke up at 7:45, and I was in a really good mood. I've been having some wacko dreams for the past few nights, and I remember them pretty vividly. I found a shirt in the back of my drawer that I haven't worn in over a year, and I put it on. It makes me look like I have abs...No lie.Dad and I went to Wal-Mart again this morning, and I got some more yogurt and chocolate chip cookies. YUM. We walked through electronics, and I found about 23435 movies that I want.As we got to the store, Dad started telling me everything he had to to for the day. Like, grocery shopping, taking my car out to Dallas to the dealership since the 'check engine' light came on AGAIN, go get my new contacts since I can't stand more than three minutes with the other ones, and go to the bank.
But then we got to the store, and Dad showed me how to fill out checks for when you get a bill in. I'm not sure why...but whatever. I got in a little yelling fight with him about something else, and my morning kind of went down hill. I called Kevin a little bit before 11:00, since that's when he had to go to work. I told him good morning, and that I hoped he had a great day. And the thing that made my day a little better was that he was quiet for a minute, and then he went, "You know. I think that you calling me is going to make my day so much better than it would've been." And I don't know. It was just so sweet.
But everything between Dad and I is okay now.
I wanted to get my hair dyed today...I want to go BLONDE. And the lady next door (we work by a salon) said that she would do it for me. She just doesn't think I would look good as a blonde, or my hair wouldn't go that light. But I don't think I can do it today, because my dad just left.
So I'm stuck here for the next three and a half hours!Ugggghhhh.