Ugh, I've been dragging my feet on this damn paper for far to long. I thought the less time I had to work on it, the more motivated I would have been to get shit done. Turns out I was wrong. I really don't get it though, the topic I have to work with is one that I am sincerely stoked to be working on. I dunno. I think I honestly get thrown off when the words "8-10 pages" and "research paper" are used in the same sentence. Every time I sit down to work on it, my brain just shuts off. Its actually quite painful. Right now I should be either working on the paper, or cleaning/packing up my room, and I'm sitting here wining about it instead. I win at life.

I think I may get my haircut thursday after I finish this paper as a sort of celebratory act. I'm thinking short. My hair grows ridiculously fast anyway. I got my hair dyed pink about a month and a half ago, and already I've got a good inch of brown. I'm just afraid of cutting it short and then not liking it and being stuck with it for a while. But then again, its fucking hair, and it will grow back.