Return of the Spambook

about my presentation

so basically at the end of my presentation i showed my dad 2 pictures:

(ik i look weird but SHHHH i RARELY take serious selfies) this one to prove that my hair looked just fine and healthy after being bleached and dyed (he was worried about the bleach ruining my hair)

and this (photoshopped) one to show that i would look okay with blonde hair

and you know what he said?
"i want you to retake these two photos but with you smiling with your teeth and then get back to me"(as a joke) and then lectured me about how i should smile with my teeth more (at least he agreed to letting me get my hair bleached)

so you know what i made?

these two masterpieces

i also wanted to write down the arguments i used in my presentation bc im proud that it worked
basically i talked about my self esteem issues that i have because of my appearance (and laziness that i can't fix for some reason but sHH) and that i felt like if i changed my hair color i would find myself to be at least a little bit prettier and i would be more confident

i also said that if the result is bad i would learn a lesson and not repeat the same mistake and i would also take full responsibility for that since i was the one who convinced them (basically you gotta show em your mature side)

also i have this weird issue where i literally can't say anything good about myself (except when i talk about my art) and i can't trust myself with these things anymore lmao because if i say that im intelligent it's like "wow im so full of myself and so narcissistic" and if i say that im not it's like "am i just saying this because i don't want to seem like im a narcissist and because i wanna say self deprecating things??" so i genuinely don't know at this point. i have to ask my parents about these things, but you know ofc my mom would say im intelligent, she's my mom, if i were stupid, she'd still call me intelligent, so i can't know for sure, because my brain is being stupid and judgmental towards itself and because you can't really rely on your parents with this stuff, unless they're brutally honest but mine aren't. at least i don't think they are