Exciting Changes

Well, Obama won. That's exciting, isn't it?

Wait, that happened almost two weeks ago? Good lord, where does the time go?

Seriously, since I've been here time has been flying by. I only have a month left across the pond, and I'm not excited to go back. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to see my family again but I adore it here. I love the tube, despite its crammed cars and minor delays. I love walking in this city. I love that there's always something happening. I dunno, it's just exciting.
Speaking of exciting....

I got a haircut.
I've never had my hair this short before, and it's a lot of fun. I'm always annoyed with how long my hair is, and how it's always getting in my way. I shake my head around a lot now simply because it's perfect for swishing. It's ridiculous though, because everyone keeps saying "You're so brave." It's hair. It's not like a ran into a burning building to save some people. I'm just not that emotionally attached to it.
I kind of hate long hair, but I know why I've never cut it. I know I look good with long hair. My mom always says how I shouldn't get it cut. So a bit of teenage rebellion on my part here? Except I keep forgetting I'm not a teen?
I think it might be more of a confidence thing. I've been a lot more confident since I've been here. I've been more social. I've tried new things. I've taken more risks.

So perhaps that might be part of the reason I've been loving London so much. I'm changing. I'm growing up. Although I don't think turning 21 while being here really helped that. Plus, I've gotten to see so much of Europe as well which is good... though my bank account might say otherwise.

Yeah. That's about it from me right now. Also being a terrible procrastinator. Gaahh...

One more month. Here we go.

What was the last thing you did that affected your personality?