Me on the phone with Mike, testing out the cam.

I really don't like this camera. It's so fussy- no light depth. Blurry. $60 shite. I think that I'm going to take it back and save up for a good one. But at least I can squeeze out enough to show you what my new haircut looks like.




Ta da!



It's a little odd- I'm still adjusting. I think it will look better in a few weeks, but for now, it's cool Perky.

I'm sorry my entries have been so damn shallow lately. My brain does not appear to be functioning very well lately.

Before I leave in two weeks, I want to do a really well thought-out entry on relationships past, but of course, it'll be friends-only. Where all the interesting stuff takes place.

But for now, bed. And getting up early. And studying.

I had a decent day today. I spent the night at Mike's last night because we both agreed that Blanche was just not an option. We argued a little yesterday, but today was mostly fine. It's strange, how sometimes it's just so good, but others I have doubts as to wether or not we'll make it throught the next ten minutes.

But this morning was nice- having a shoulder to wake up on. He told me that he'd actually woken up at 7 and watched me sleep for awhile. He tells me I'm beautiful when I'm asleep, even with the no makeup and the hair sticking straight up. It's times like those that help me through the rougher times.

We briefly visited my mother-- stopped in as a surprise for some brownie points. Adrian promptly went outside and stayed there until I left. It mostly goes under the radar, but it's something I've been noticing more and more recently. I'm not looking forward to two months at home.

And then we went to a shindig with Mike's family. I swear, sometimes I feel more a part of the family with the Darrs than I do with my own. Mrs. Jamie hugs me in the morning. She always asks if I'd like breakfast. It's not a five-second "Hi, I'm too busy, there are snacks in the cabinet." And it feels nice.

But anyway. The aforementioned bed. Because my eyes are all droopy-like.

Less than an hour and a half before my first final.

My head feels squishy. This cannot be good. I'm woozy, like I've taken my labyrinthitis meds, which I haven't. Yeah, I feel a nap coming on after the exam.

Time to double check the revision and finish the last few significances.

Psst, sunflwgal... go here. And hurry!