I've run out of cake.

*dying*

My abdomen appears to be having some sort of allergic reaction to something but I have no idea what.

I tell people I cut myself shaving.

(Pictures Update!)

Well I guess I'll write out a little more extensive blog for the heck of it. I asked my cousin to cut my hair and she agreed. I suppose it went pretty well and I'm more or less happy with it, I mean as happy as I could have been. It's so much easier now, and much cooler. Just in time for summer. She also dyed it a darker color but I think I want it darker, and I also want to shorten the back up some more because it sticks straight out; I imagine due to the fact that it was always pulled up to go into the pony tail. In any event I suppose I'll take some pictures some day whenever I work up the ambition or maybe next time I have my camera out for work. Showering is the weirdest part because I'm always grabbing for hair that isn't there and my back is constantly cold now. I also forget it's gone from time to time.

Just another hideous face in the crowd.

Alright, so here are some pictures I took. I tried a few different styles, and even tried to smile and look as horrible and goofy as possible in some of them!

Well I guess I'll write out a little more extensive blog for the heck of it. I asked my cousin to cut my hair and she agreed. I suppose it went pretty well and I'm more or less happy with it, I mean as happy as I could have been. It's so much easier now, and much cooler. Just in time for summer. She also dyed it a darker color but I think I want it darker, and I also want to shorten the back up some more because it sticks straight out; I imagine due to the fact that it was always pulled up to go into the pony tail. In any event I suppose I'll take some pictures some day whenever I work up the ambition or maybe next time I have my camera out for work. Showering is the weirdest part because I'm always grabbing for hair that isn't there and my back is constantly cold now. I also forget it's gone from time to time.

Just another hideous face in the crowd.

It's finally done. My hair is cut. I think I have phantom hair.

Yes, I believe my hair simply isn't me anymore. Not only is it too much of a hassle, it takes so much time to take care of and costs too much money as well. I'm thinking that I'm going to have my cousin cut it short sometime in early May. I just have to work up the courage to go through with it and change the way I've been for the past six years. Of course I will keep and/or donate as much of it as possible. I just feel it's time for a change.

I plan on showing this picture to my cousin and requesting that she make my hair look like this.

I think I'm finally going to cut my hair. Yay.

I have nothing to say. Why am I writing? Who knows. You see, I just have so much work to do I have to procrastinate. It's all that can be done. I suppose it's good then that I have a break week to procrastinate and finish as much work as possible. But mostly procrastinate.

It's not my birthday, it's not today.

Well it was my birthday officially about eight hours ago, but I won't technically be 23 for about twelve hours.

Uhh, I've been very busy with work and school, not having much time for anything else. I did reunite the other day with one of my best oldest friends. Hopefully we will keep it going. He's supposed to take me to lunch for my birthday. I'm also somewhat sick, and it would be extremely nice if that would mostly go away by midday. On top of all that I may also have to go to class tomorrow night.