New Haircut, yo

I've got B52 butterflies in my stomach I think. I mean, I have that free-floating anxiety about prelims today that just makes me want to hurl (as if it would be over that easily! HAH!).

I just got a new haircut this morning. I parted with nearly 10 inches of hair (hopefully enough to donate). This whole week I've worn it down just to let it know I care and appreciated having it around. But oh man, it's so awesome to have above-the-shoulder-below-the-jaw bobbed hair that breezes and flips and fluffs whenever I move. I think, quite possibly, this is the best haircut I have ever had. Now I feel more like a rock star than Lands End catalogue wannabe. YAY!!!

So back to stressing, because I can't help it. In approximately one month, I'll present the oral portion of my prelim. July 10th. Man, every time someone asks when it is, I want to hurl all that much more. I'm sorry I asked all those other people going through theirs. Everyone tells me it will be fine and I'll do great, but that only helps a little. I'd rather just be done and facing all the bigger and more ambiguous decisions of my life. Oh, and packing to move in with that hot microbiologist I'm dating.

Oh well, it's all going to be here before I know it. That also makes me want to hurl just a little. Or alot. But hey, at least now I'll confront it all with sexy haircut.