Make-Me-Happy Tuesdays

Want to know what made me happy today (and the last three days)? Not being on a schedule. And I am exercising my lack of schedule by posting this on Tuesday rather than Monday. So far on break I have:

  • designed two posters
  • read three chapters of my Spanish textbook (¡en español!)
  • read all of this book for my Spanish paper
  • read half of this book for my Spanish paper
  • outlined my Spanish paper
  • finally come up with a topic for my screenplay for narratives
  • downloaded a program that will make writing said screenplay much quicker/easier
  • read five chapters of my narratives textbook
  • met best friend Brooke's boyfriend
  • hung with best friend Lindsay
  • missed best friend Taylor
  • called my workplace from last year and secured a summer job
  • scheduled a much needed haircut

Which reminds me. . . I can't decide what to do about my hair!!! Remember when I had this dilemma, oh, eight months ago? Well, for several weeks I've been planning to get it chopped off like this... And I've been majorly looking forward to it, but I just keep thinking about best friend Emily's wedding this summer, and I can't DECIDE!


Bridesmaids (missing Brooke and Laura) and the lovely bride! (My right arm has never looked more awkward than it does in this photo.)

Maybe I want it to be long for the wedding!? Can't decide! I usually get it all cut off in the spring. In fact, 2009 was the first year in five years that I didn't get it all cut off . . . as evidenced by this compilation photo I made while watching American Idol.


2005-2008 (clockwise from top left)

Am I ridiculous for making a compilation photo of my haircuts? YES. Does it help indecisive and visually-learning people like me? YES. The haircut is tomorrow at 4:00! What to do? What to do? What to do? More reading for Spanish. . . Well, that I don't have much of a choice about.

Pale People

When I was younger, kids used to give me a hard time about being pale. It was at its worst in elementary and middle school and lessened somewhat by the time I got to high school, and now that I'm in college, most of my peers have enough tact not to bring it up in a negative way. But I've definitely had "Get a tan!" said to me more times than I would like to think about, and I'm often still the one people want to stand next to in pictures to make themselves look tanner.

And, though this used to bother me to no end, and I would rejoice when I got any kind of color in the summer, I have gradually come to terms with my fair skin. Okay, "come to terms with" is an understatement. I'm kind of loving it. And I'm kind of religiously applying SPF every morning.

Primarily because I think these people are beautiful: