
didn’t ask for the “my mom cut my hair the day before picture day in 3rd grade” cut but that’s what it seems like i got
well, it’ll grow out

okay i’m going to go get a haircut now i’m doing it i will
because currently my emotions regarding my hair can be summed up as such:

friday/saturday with my best friend: a picture summary

i woke up early so i’m blogging outside while waiting for class
you know, as one does
and in honor of it being sophomore year: i’ve got a t-shirt on from you…

my parents are going to be home from my brother’s soccer game in like 5 minutes and then we can leave to move me in i am so excited!!!!!!!!!!!! (even though we should have moved in at 9 but whatever i’m not bitter)