The Clock Strikes Thirteen.

31. My hair grew out even more

32. My room is 90% finished.

I forgot those on the list :D

And then I have a pic that proves both, when I realized I had a webcam on my PC. I like, only ever take webcam things on my Mac, and it never occurred to me that a PC would have it too. Although it's weird. Has weird themes. Like this theme. I'm not even sure what to call it. Airport? So random, PC, so random.






SEE! lights and bits and curtains and orange and mirrors, and if you look at the upper right hand side, there's a blow up picture of my mommy and me when I was like, three.

My hair was longer when I was three than it is now. So sad.

Anyways, I'm a happy happy persona now, with a lack of stormyness and all that jazz, instead to be replaced by love and rainbows. Not sure whether to thank the paint, or my friends for that. probably politer to thank the friends :)

Especially since two of them actually painted my bedroom with me, which was handy, as I'm not very tall, and my celine is higher when I'm trying to paint it.

Thank goodness every human is built differently. Imagine what the world would look like if everyone was 5'5"? It would be weird. I like 6 foot people too much :D

I'm quite thirsty, I do believe. And I happen to have change. But I'm not sure if I should get orange juice, which is wonderful and sour and sweet and is like liquid happiness, or a mocha, which would match my badassness today. I'm wearing faded black skinny jeans and an over sized grey, holey, man sweater, and my hair is all pulled back.

Orange juice vs mocha. Tough choice.

Tough. Choice.

I think orange juice might win :D

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