Blonde no more

I have to say, my photo op with Nickolas went very smoothly and he inspired me to experiment beyond my blonde locks. Needless to say, I am no longer a blonde with brunette lowlights. I am now a brunette (quite dark) with blonde highlights, inspired by my elvira do that wouldn't have moved if a tornado came and circled around my head. I have to say, I feel more my age with this hair style. I have bangs that hang over my eyes and layers that frame my face. I feel 22 finally. i feel chic, in style and I might even go darker in the months to come. You never know. Pictures will follow.

Looking at the photos from the shoot are forcing me to come to grips with what I really look like. My face is where my beauty is, was, whatever. I just wish I could keep match my body to how I feel inside. For the most part, I feel beautiful, that is, until I see pics of myself from head to toe. I guess I'll just keep working, sweating for two hours a day, in an effort to one day like what I see in the photos that lay before me. Oi. yes, I am being a girl.

Breaking Boys has slowed down. The next entry will be a big one, as it is taking me a long time to get everything together. There are many quotes I want to use from real letters he sent me, but that in itself is taking hours on end (trust me, he sent me many, many letters). However, I expect I will find the time to complete it soon. As in life, I must move on.

No word on the house yet. Well, there has been words like, "everything looks good" and "you two look solid" but there hasn't been a definate anything yet. The agent expressed his frusteration with the owner last night, as did we, but we emphasised how much we wanted this house. Today, he told us, we would know by today...
the clock is ticking, no phone calls yet.

I've packed three boxes so far and my adias bag full of clothes. I figured even though we have no place to call home yet, we should probably pack up some of our belongings, at least. I have to learn not to worry so much that I get sick over it. Spent the whole weekend doing that. It's unhealthy.

Speaking of unhealthy, I didn't go to my doctor's appt on friday. I ended up cancelling. Couldn't bring myself to face the news if the news turned out to be bad. I have a strange, strong feeling that it will be. Kaiser's website has you take this little test to see if you need an appt right away and after answering all the questions, this red warning sign popped up indicating the severity of my condition and advised me to see a doctor right away. And what did I do? I went back and changed my answers until the green sign advised me that I could wait. I'm just making it worse, I know.

On top of that, my mom is pushing for me to get tested for breast cancer. My aunt died on breast cancer when she was 32, so my mom is very worried. "Don't wait till you're forty, Christy, there's a history in your family. You should make an appointment now."I really really hate hospitals and medical offices of any type. That sterile smell....I get so nervous.

Lots to do this week. BUSY BUSY BUSY. Moving, School, Work...it'll all add up. Just bear with me for the next couple of weeks. Pictures to come...