I just got pink streaks in my hair!
I like it a lot. But now my towels and pillowcases shall be stained lightly pink indefinitely.
And I already want to wash my hair, but I can't! not for 2 more days.

I get to see Aaron in three days. We are wasting a lot of the wknd by going down to Houston, but it's my sister's graduation...
I hate graduations, especially my own. Or rather, I hate the idea of graduations, so much ceremony for something that should be enough by itself. But I had fun at mine, because I hung out with the people who were in my thesis class last semester, and it was nice.
And I got to be one of the first people to walk across the stage, because of my thesis-writer status.

I really need to get down to the library. There's one right down the street, that I can bike to, but now I think I might have to conserve sweat, seeing as I can't wash my hair. Urg. I might just wash it anyways.

Three days cannot pass quickly enough.