Not writing my essays

haha, here's my mug shot!

Ah, to have long hair again... I look so happy to be in front of that camera. Well, closer to stoned, I guess.



Also, I think this picture marks the one day of my life I wore a sweater vest. My hair is approximately...6 inches shorter than that now. I just ordered my cap and gown (late, of course, so I had to pay $10 extra - where does this money go?? Does it really cost $35.00 to make and maintain a freaking black dress and hat? Also, I felt like a dork measuring my own head.), and I was checking my "personal information" to see if my address was correct, and I noticed this lovely shot of me. I didn't realize my eyes had twinkly white dots in the centers.

I definitely go on blog binges. I don't blog for like a week, then all of a sudden BAM! 5 blogs within a day. Don't tell anyone, but I really should be writing an essay right now. 2, actually. The ones I was planning to write earlier, and now it's 12:41, yet still I find other things to do. Like measure the circumference of my head. And make seven-layer dip, which I just finished doing, and now my whole apartment smells like guacamole and olives. But these things need to be done, okay? If I don't do them, who will?

I enjoy this snapshot of Hannah, Noah and me 2 Christmases ago. We all look like vampires. I honestly didn't realize how pale and horrible we all seemed to look that day. Maybe the overabundance of red made it worse. Not only that, but Hannah's eyes are scary, Noah's grin is scary, and my teeth somehow look as yellow as my hair. I swear they're not. And my hair is not nearly that yellow anymore. Also, I think I had gotten my wisdom teeth out earlier that week. That must account for something.



On that lovely note, I'm going to go write essays now!