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As a natural redhead, I was always jealous of my normal-looking friends who had blonde or brown hair. I adamantly stated I'd dye my red hair blonde just as soon as I was old enough to make my own decisions, and I'd get my waves straightened out, too. Well, I came to my senses, once I became 'of age' to make my own decisions. I'm glad that I decided to leave my hair color alone. (I would've looked hideous as a bleached blonde!) Through this day, I've never put one ounce of color into my naturally red hair.

Besides my red hair, I was also born with a few other redheaded traits, and I get labeled certain ways, too, just because of my hair color. Here is my take on what else comes with naturally red hair:

Freckles or Very Fair Skin

Most redheads are born with fair skin. My skin is on the fair side, but definitely not as light as can be, especially not now, after many years of sun exposure. I wish I'd have avoided the sun more; wouldn't my skin just be beautiful! Instead, I embraced the sun, ended up with a few very good tans as a young teen, and now regret them all with much nearly-permanent freckling, especially on my arms and shoulders. The freckles on my face have faded over the years, but they still pop up with one accidental day of sun exposure!

A Temper

Don't know about other redheads, but yes I do have a temper. I was a pretty mellow and meek child outwardly, until I realized I had a right to verbalize what I was thinking. Now I have very strong feelings about things, and if I don't say them, I feel myself about to boil over. My face turns beet red, too, when I'm very angry or embarrassed, unfortunately, which embarrasses me even more. But, I'm not sure that I have more of a temper than anyone else. When one is angry, he's angry. However, I do blame my temper on my hair color!

A Square Face for Some

I've noticed other girls with a similar hair color to mine, also accompanied with natural curls or waves, to often have square-shaped faces. Now, I'm not talking about redheads who are strawberry blondes or any other shade other than auburn. But, I do not think that I have a square-shaped face, and I've noticed plenty of other natural curly redheads do, too. The more I look for this characteristic the more I find it. I could be completely wrong about this theory, but then maybe a square-shaped face is common among us redheads. Could be.

Course Hair & Often Curls

It's true: naturally red hair often tends to be courser than blonde or brown hair. After my hair stylist told me this, I started to observe more redheads and their hair textures, and I saw that it's true for the most part. As for red hair normally being curly, I have to say that I've rarely encountered a naturally straight-haired redhead in my 30 years. Yes I have met some (and I am one of them), but I suppose straight red hair is just not as common in red hair as red curls or waves are.

Called Carrots or Red

When the movie Anne of Green Gables came out, I did get called carrots a few times. Once a boy that I really liked in my 6th grade class called me carrots. Honestly I wasn't offended. After all, it was pretty significant that Gilbert Blithe was crazy about Anne Shirley when he called her that! As for being called red, some redheads may be quite offended by this. For me, though, I am not really bothered by it too much. It does happen more often than I'd like, though, but at least those who call me that usually do so with friendliness, and I can't complain too much about it.

Red Hair for Select Few, Every Other Generation

My mother has naturally red hair, my grandmother too. Well, I was told this since my grandmas hair was already white when I was born. 2 of the 21 grandchildren are redheads (myself included). Now, my daughter and son's hair are blonde, but they still has a chance of having a red-haired baby of their own one day.

Repeated Questions about Descent

I do get asked if I'm Irish or Scottish quite often, and I'm sure other natural redheads get asked this as well. However, being a redhead does not mean that one is Irish or Scottish. It probably means, though, that one's ancestors (from at least one side of the family) came from north-west Europe. Redheads are recorded to originate from Scotland and Ireland mostly, but also from Scandinavia and other surrounding countries. My mother is Canadian, but my father is Dutch...

Compliments on Hair Color

Ever since I can remember, strangers and friends alike have issued compliments on my hair color. I hear it all the time, and I just have to guess that those who are kind enough to give me compliments must not reaize how familiar those words are to my ears. Either that or they do realize but still desire to verbalize their comments. For whatever reason, compliments are always nice to receive - no complaints here! Comments about hair color is just one thing that redheads live with.

Always on Display

Being a redhead is like being on display. And, when one is born shy, like I was, being a natural redhead is uncomfortable at times. As you may know, shyness makes one simply want to blend in with the wall or other surroundings; having naturally red hair has the opposite effect from blending in. My red hair hinders me from blending in with anything other than a pile of pine needles. I can't hide very well! Like it or not, I was born to be noticed.

Being a redhead is not really that bad. After all, many people find red hair to be quite attractive, or at least that's what I hear. We do have to live with fair skin, freckles, and possibly hot tempers, plus never-ending comments on the color of our hair, but I actually feel rather special to have such a unique hair color. And since I refuse to color-treat or highlight my hair, I sure am able to save a lot of money by being a natural redhead!

Ok so I did something SmArt today...I applied (finally) for school...Yup, Brat is going back to college.
I've applied to continue my Law. Brat is going to do this...
If the funding is approved...
Wish me luck.

yes, this also means that if I get accepted, I will be spending less time in chat...but I'll still blog.

Mwah, Im excited.

[url]http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=xUElbzGuVZg[/url]

Love this song...I know someone "hates" reba...but the words...

so here are the words:

I think about
Holding you and kissing you
Wanting you and missing you

Clock is ticking and the wind is howling and
I'm just staring at the candle burning
Bottle of red that we never opened
Your voice in my head tossing and turning

The radio is playing our song
Can't sing along, can't even listen
I dial your number but I don't let it ring

Chorus:
I think about holding you and kissing you
Wanting you and missing you
Building up and breaking down walls
I dream about finding you and keeping you
Loving you and living you
I'm telling you
I want it all, all of you

I can't let go and I can't keep
Holdin' on to nothing but I just
Keep trying to tell myself there's
A damn good reason but it's not
Enough to keep me from crying

I've memorized every look, every touch
Every time you told me our hearts weren't lying
I'm wondering now do you even know

Repeat chorus

I can't break free of you
I don't know how
Oh I'm not about
To let go
Of you
I love you
I need you now

Repeat chorus

All of you

will update later..,..

took sleeping pill...its woooping my asssssss...

night

Everything lyrics

Buried way beneath the sheets I think she's having a meltdown
Finding it hard to fall asleep she won't let anyone help her
The look on her face a waste of time she won't let go gonna roll the dice
Loosing her grace starts to cry I feel her pain when I look in her eyes
I want ta be I want everything, I want everything
Somewhere she is on the streets trying to make things better
Praying to God and breathing deep gotta break this long obsession
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
If I had everything would I still want to be alive or want to be high [2x]
Now and then she talks to me and sometimes writes me letters
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Your eyes, never close your eyes open up your mind and you can have everything

Standing by,
All the way.
Here to help you through your day.

Holding you up,
When you are weak,
Helping you find what it is you seek.

Catching your tears,
When you cry.
Pulling you through when the tide is high.

Just being there,
Through thick and thin,
All just to say, you are my friend.

Where are you tonight my love?
What is it that you do?
It's true my heart is torn apart
When I'm not with you
What enchanted thoughts swim through your head?
Are any of them of me?
When, my dear, you go to bed
Is it my face you see?

and had you been with me
Every day, my love, you'd be a king
because that's what you are to me

I'm at your feet
and I come with gifts
my body, heart, and soul
They're yours to do with as you please
to command and to control

I give myself with all my heart
I'm yours for all of time
Your slave, your queen, your anything
only say that you are mine

ever have that day where you wanna just wish you had a punching bag?? I'm having that moment now.
My ex husband (kids dad) just pissed off my daughter for the FINAL time.
He has promised that he would bring her bunkbed over for her to my place (seeing as I have full custody now) and what does he say to her tonight?

"Im sick of everyone just taking from daddy"

He gave her bed to the step brother...WTF?

The tears are streaming down her face and she is furious.

What to do....hmmm

Lawyers tomorrow...wish I had someone to call at 2am.

I dare you to look in my eyes
Tell what you see inside
Spoken from your heart
Without falling apart
I dare you to hold my hand
And try to understand
Why I feel the way I do
Why I honestly love you
I dare you to tell the world
That I'm your favorite girl
The one who's always by your side
Even through the roughest ride
I dare you to do it with pride
Having nothing to hide
Prove to them who you really are
Lethem know I'm your shiny star
I dare you to love me
With a future to see
Open unto me your heart
And let love play its part
I dare you to be a man
One who'll always understand
That my love is always a beat away
Never to far will I ever stray.
I dare you to say I love you
Meaning ever word with truth
With a smile upon your face
As you put me in my own place.
I dare you to give me respect
Without all the lonely rejects
Wash away my frowns
That makes me look like a clown
For the time I'm with you
I'm always true
Prove to me that you can to
This I dare you.

I have come to the conclusion that being drunk, stinks.
I will not drink again until next week.
No I am not turning into an alcoholic...
drunk gets my mind off of things that need to be out of my head right now...

Nigtht...and i can still spell sorta d4runk...ah I give up;.

night all *mwah*

PS thanks wench