Life is well.
Actually I want to dance in my underwear right now but that's not possible so I have been sitting with my hair done and my new dress on for hours.
I feel like one of the crazy women in movies. The ones that are stalkers and they get dressed up and wait for their beloved men, but when he doesn't show up they go to him with the runny makeup and the dirty, torn dresses and try to kill him.
I'm sure you know that feeling.
A few days ago I cut my hair and decided to cut it weird. At first I described it half mullet/half Joan Jett. Now I realize the only way to explain it is that it's a rat tail, but the tail is on the side.
It's nice not working.
I need to get my transcripts.
And today I got a letter from my Aunt with Christmas money. The mail took a month to send it. It usually doesn't take a month to get mail from Saudi.