oh

it's a lot different now. whilst i anticipate the change and potential better future, i miss many things. sometimes i wallow in it. other times it's like nothing has changed. maybe a few more people are talking to me? i guess that's better? as i'm finished with important tasks that have been bothering me for years. anyway. i'm still alive.

whawhat, you Changed, girl.

i feel significantly different for some reason. it's been this way since last friday, maybe? i don't think i'm the way i used to be; not saying anything really dramatic (like, physically) has happened. it ain't the same. it's a little difficult to explain and it's almost as if everything i say is like a broken record, stuck on repeat.

too much wondering. i think.
also, i'm starting my transition from dance-y electronic music to bluesy rock/r'n'b/funk. hello black keys, sharon jones, and joe tex.

and growing out my hair is a bitch. it's in that awkward phase where it's all in my face and wavy where i don't want it to be--the epic question to answer: to bang or not to bang?