As Adam already mentioned, some interesting photos showed up when we dropped off several rolls of film for developing. There's nothing more upsetting than thinking about an image of me and Adam and an image of the skankus terrificus and Adam existing together in a tiny film cannister for months and months. It's funny how girls feel about those who have come before them. There is a primal desire to tear her to shreds and gnaw her bones--while maintaining a facade of civility and indifference to her existence all the while. I know that jealousy is not attractive--but, what can I say? Until I have reached what I refer to as "Senior" girlfriend status (meaning I have been together with him as long, if not longer, than his ex), my insecurity has a source of energy to draw from.

On a different (and slightly less crazy) note, I have finished my classes. There was no fanfare, no hand of God reaching from the heavens to place a laurel on my noggin, nothing. It's just done. And on May 28th, I will get to walk across a stage in the quad and receive my not-diploma. I should feel much more proud. Something tells me that there will never be a moment in life where I can just feel good about myself. I have to hear something from someone else for it to have any merit. Maybe if everyone in the world lavishes me with support and love, and lets me know that I have met their expectations, and that I deserve to feel good, maybe then I'll consider myself a success. But how will I ever know if they mean it? I should really consider going to therapy twice a week!

Also, today:
-Got a haircut at Pecha
-Watched Dr. Phil
-Bought a crazy rotating brush for hair straightening (having once again succumb to the idea that I can somehow replicate the effect the stylist has created), Rosebud Salve, Olay Daily Facial Cleansing Cloths--all of which are rocking my world.
-Saw My Big Fat Greek Wedding

Today was a good day.

P.S. Wanna see something wierd? "She checking outside, looking bird. That's good! mother made her box there. She used be bathroom, and looked hose before."