a blog in which i say "boyfriend" too many times.

Today was a pretty good day.

i woke up.

i ate some cereal.

chatted online with my superhotttt boyfriend.

ran some errands with my mom.

picked out early birthday presents.

came home.

and then rode bikes with said boyfriend and his friend Dallin.

Dallin is a precious boy.

then i ate a lot, la lala,

oh. and wrecked kyle.s hair.

despite the fact that i, just last month, gave kyle william challis the most awesome haircut of his young adult life.... i ruined his hair. i lost confidence and then we just buzzed it all off. poor hair. iloved that hair. it was so blonde and wavy and covered his forehead in such a pleasant way. how could i ruin his hair? I am so intensely displeased with myself words can not discribe it. part of me died a little. i let kyle down. i let myself down. now he has to face his mom. his dad. six siblings. a sister in law. a brother in law. 3 nieces. all his nerd friends. good thing he works from home. now he will never have to show his boss. my poor buzz head boyfriend. i kept saying "im so sorry. dont hate me!" over and over. probably one thousand times in an hour. i called him on the phone. i texted it. i facebooked it. i bloggeed about it. Its just hair, christene. you will live. he will live. yeah... im not convincing myself too well. also, he is not convincing me. by the way- i have the nicest most sincere boyfriend with the biggest heart you will ever meet. besides being a total babe- he still loves me when i totally butcher his hair and whine about it all night. Then i started feeling bad like he would think he was unattractive with no hair. then i whined some more about how he was soooo cute and i still liked him. more dont hate me whines. im so secure when i make mistakes. and he just kissed me --jk i have never kissed a boy!! -- no, he hugged me and said he liked it better that way.

and that, everyone else, is how i somehow am dating the coolest boy in the universe. no- that is only a small microscopic example. and even though i keep losing all hope in everything i remember that good things really do happen to good people.

oh and then i attempted to sleep. because i get to take my cousin to the airport at 7 am.....