That's not natural...

Over spring break, I decided to get a second hole pierced in my ears. I did it at that time mostly because I wanted to show my sister, S, that it didn't hurt. Any way, they looked extremely cool.


I've always wanted them pierced and I was soo psyched to finally do it. Like normal, they were a bit sore that day but by day two my right ear didn't hurt, but my left did. I thought nothing of it because that ear has always been more sensitive to earrings.





When I got back to campus, it still hurt! I couldn't hold the phone over that ear, sleep on it, or even wear headphones. On Monday it was super swollen and red and it really really hurt. So I called my mom and we agreed I should take it out. Well, taking it out was even more painful, so painful I started crying. So the earring is gone and I have two holes in one ear and one in the other. My ear is still swollen and it hurts. You can see it:





Good ear:










































Bad ear:

















































I know, ew.

Hopefully, it'll get better.


Cheers

This week was

Completely, totally, and utterly wonderful. Seven whole days of full nights of sleep and food. Real food. I got along with all of my sisters, even M who is 16 and usually at my throat (as I am hers), and only one day was there a disagreement. All four of us reverted to our inner nerdiness by watching all three Lord of the Rings (Special extended editions, thank you very much) in one day.

The downside was only seeing my dad for last night and this morning. His flight from China got in late, so I hardly got to see him. My heart wanted to stay home for another week. I even started crying at the airport, saying goodbye to my mom. I totally made it worse by looking back again and again to see her standing there and waving. Big, fat tears were rolling down my cheeks while I walked to my gate. It was embarrassing.

Oh well, only a few more weeks till summer. Not bad, right?


Cheers

So, let me get this straight

Both of my parents are working 24/7 this weekend, so neither of them can come pick me up and take me home for spring break.

I have no car, so I can't drive home.

My boyfriend isn't going home until monday.

G is going to her grandparents.

The rest are leaving Thursday (and I have class for some reason....)

My dad has decided to fly me from DFW to IAH. A waste in my opinion.
Logically, I'm taking a shuttle to the airport. I also thought one of them would pick me up and take me home, but I think they're working. Still.

It's kinda disappointing, really. Oh well.

Cheers