Okay, I lied. I'm not writing a huge recap of the last four months tonight. Another day, then maybe yet another day, who the hell knows. Tomorrow is going to be yet another day of errands starting with a meeting with my psychiatrist who decided to call me in since she diagnosed me with a cocktail of mental disorders. I'm not quite sure what to think of it, I guess I just go with it since there's not much to anything anyway. 

I've been really on the edge lately so I've been trying to keep to myself when I can feel myself going crazy again. Just so the damage done while I'm in this state is minimal to the people around me. I'm trying not to be this way. I'm really trying to not fuck everything up, its my natural talent. Over thinking would be an understatement. 

It's going to be 4am again soon. I really hate time... Guess I'll head to bed so I can get up early to get everything done. Need to go pay for an apartment and go furniture shopping tomorrow. I have a list of things I need to do over the week before finals and I haven't been very productive or time efficient at all.

So I ended up stuck in the salon today for a bit over 6 hours, yes 6 fucking hours. How is that possible? I don't know. Trying to undo 2 years of hair damage happened I guess. Just trimmed my bangs and trimmed the ends, and then a ton of treatments which actually renewed the color a bit oddly, or made it lighter and made it softer. I have no idea. 

I just noticed my face got a bit sharper o_o