You remember that last one about the shorts? Well, I bought a pair... Unfortunately, this is the view from my bedroom window:
...which means that I have to entirely trust the weather report online. Which means that when it says that it will be sunny, clear, and 70 degrees, I believe it. Which means that I get REALLY weird looks when I wear my new shorts, and there turns out to be not a spot of blue sky. It's too bad I'm already at school, but on the other hand, I decided I'm just not going to care anymore when an entire table of girls in the university cafeteria turns around, clearly talking about my bad clothing choice. But I must ask: why so overtly judgemental? Can you all just wait until I'm no longer smiling awkwardly at you to make your jokes about my "American-ness"? That would be great.
On a random side note, I got my hair cut finally last week... THAT was terrifying, especially when I told the guy that I only wanted my bangs cut "un poquitiquitito" and then he proceeded to take the razor and cut a straight line from the top of my right eyebrow to my lower left jaw. And then decided it was no good (?) and cut and cut and cut. I now have extremely short bangs. And slightly asymmetrical. At least I didn't come out with a mullet, faux-hawk, or otherwise ridiculously Spanish haircut.
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