I have something to tell you. I don't know how to start. I . . . there's . . . someone else. I'm sorry, I've been cheating on you. With her. AnyWAYZ, now that that's off my chest, I should give a wee update. I have end-of-semesteritis, wherein I wait till like the last possible moment to do projects. It's fun, and the sleep deprivation makes me feel almost like someone who goes to a real college. I'm officially assistant manager at work (I've been doing the work for what like five months or something) and I got a pay raise (did this stuff happen before I stopped updating?) Houston on December 17th, YAAAAY!!! Apparently some people think it's sad that I will be gone for Christmas, but they don't understand that it's necessary. I'm inverting the college experience (such as that of my friends from high school); they went away for college and are coming home for Christmas, while I am staying home for college and going away for Christmas. This makes sense. What else is news umm . . . Oh yeah, I'd like everyone to welcome the newest addition to my face . . . *points to barbell through eyebrow*. For some reason, I really like having a piece of metal implanted in the skin of my face. I talked to my parents and the pastor and his wife about it beforehand to make sure I wouldn't a) come home to an ultimatum or b) hinder the ministry (since I'm in leadership). Other than school and work and stuff, there's been some DRAMA going on, which, as we all know, I despise. Umm oh yeah! Two firsts on Sunday: a) some mom in Hot Topic needed help and asked if I work there and b) I got kicked out of the mall. The two are related. For Psychology, we had to do a research project. My partner, Randa, and I decided to perform an experiment where we ask people to take a survey . . . one day we go dressed conventionally, the next we go dressed unconventionally (Randa is a goth/punk chick, really cute) and we see how many times we get rejected on each day. So, on Conventional Day we go to the mall and spend an hour and a half in the Food Court approaching people, taking surveys, and collecting data. We go back the next day dressed unconventionally and are shut down in under two minutes. How about that?
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