So I'm not in the best of moods right now. I had to make the choice today of whether to fight for my own happiness or give in and let someone else be happy. Obviously the right choice is to sacrifice my own happiness for others, right? I don't know. I guess I'll never get a dog, no matter how much work I do.
She is my captive... but not really. She actually seems pretty happy. I'm still trying to convince my mom to let me get a dog. It's pretty difficult since we're both pretty stubborn.
My hair is way too long. (obligatory hair complaint) Two more weeks until the big change!
Speaking of hair, I just realized how much I can do with my beard. It's rather silly.
I'm extremely happy to say the least. And I certainly hope that the lady that's the cause of it realizes that it's because of her. ;) On a related note, and as my question for this post,
#Q How does one win a poke-war against a woman that won't admit that she lost?
I also finally ordered my bag, and I'm pretty stoked on that.
So, I know you obviously must be wondering, "How many days have you had that have been better than this one?" The answer is pretty much all of them. #rough
I am, however, super stoked that my best friend Phil's birthday is just over a month away. For his party, we're going out to our friend's cabin and throwing a "Hipster Bilbo Baggins Birthday Party" themed party. Shawn and I are likely going as Frodo and Sam (respectively) meaning I likely have to cut and curl my hair. We'll see how this goes.
Hey Life, thanks for that little 180. It was really nice.
It was great waking up this morning to find out that the requirements of the course I enrolled in were changed (without notice) a month before the application deadline. So that means no RTA program next semester AND no moving out this summer. Fuck. This.
