Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Alfredo, Nino, and Blue Hair.

Today, while I was hanging out with a friend at a park, I saw these guys walk by.


They are, if you hadnt guessed, the performers of my two favourite acts in a circus I had just been to a few days before. (They were wearing different clothes, obviously, as they walked through the park). Of course, there were a few moments when I wondered what to do. Should I go say hello? I really wanted to, but what if I made a bad impression? What if they didnt want to talk? What if, what if...et cetera. My nerves stopped me from going over, and I missed my oppurtunity. I beat myself up for not being more couragous.

Thirty minutes or so later, however, they walked back, and I ran over and asked them if they were the performers in the circus. They said they were, smiling. I told them they did a really good job, and Alfredo (red hair) replied in a deep Russian accent (that I had originally passed off as fake) that he was pleased that I thought so. We had a bit of a chat, involving me admitting to Nino (guy in pink) that it was my father that he'd forced to play imaginary drums on stage, with Nino laughing and replying that my father should join the circus, too.

When they went, we shook hands, and I told them to keep up the good work, and walked away with a huge buzzing in my heart and head I couldnt stop smiling. This started a whole train of thoughts which lead to this one, simple conclusion;

I'm going to dye my hair blue.

I'm sick of not doing something that I want to do because I'm unsure of what people will think. Imagine if I hadn't had the guts to go say hello to Alfredo and Nino? I would have missed out on an experience that I think I'll remember for a long time. I want to have the courage to be myself, to do what I want to do (as long as nobody gets hurt) without giving a damn.

I'm not being self concious on stage, I'm wearing what I want into the city, I'm talking to strangers and I'm dying my goddamn hair blue.

In my final year of school, it may be my last chance.

1 comment:

  1. I still serriously think you'd look better as a brilliant red head.
    I hope the dye takes to your hair better than it did mine trying to go purple
    now my only option is to bleech it a try again but stick that for a joke,
    the last thing I want to do is bleech, vlaaaaaaa,
    might have to tho, well if you haven't already gone red I might
    or white for a 'what the hell' your theory thing,
    but I'll look albino and a Silas look isn't great unless your born with it
    I wanted to go pink b4 purple but like you said I'd look crap, so it's my best friend duty to inform you of when similar matters arise, so I serriously
    don't reccomend that you don't go blue, a perhaps go brown or black or red like I said before, because only ugly people can really get away (if you could call it that) with the really far out colours (coz everybody just focases on the hair rather than the other flaws, fat etc) so in away that's a good thing for someone like me because then people wouldn't pay as much attention to the fact I'm near ten kilos over weight I'm short and I have no chin, instead they'd see pink or purple first. Now YOU ARE pretty so should pick something that highlights your already beautiful (very beautiful) face, because a) you have the perfect figure, b) your tall and leggy and c) you are a great person, so really your already a tripple threat so PLEASE don't spoil yourself!!!!!!!! I can't express that enough, I can see why u might want to do it to prove something to yourself but please could you at least try a ten wash out packet dye of red, then blue first??????????? So u can at least say 'well this sucks' or what ever before you dye perminately coz I know I regret not doing that (coz I couldve saved myself 80dollers by proving in advance that the dye wouldn't take or be the same colour) and at least with a ten wash out one you can test peoples reactions towards you etc,
    probably not my place to say all that
    your gorgeous Claire,
    luv Nichole

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