We Got Through and Somehow We Keep Going

And we've reached Friday. I'm still standing. That's pretty good.

I got my haircut, and I've got a lot of compliments. It's definitely more dramatic than I intended for it to be going in but it suits me I think. I just gotta figure out how to style it like the stylist did cause otherwise I feel like I look like one of the Beatles a little bit. 

The trip to pick up lights went well! I think it really brings together our new music corner. We've still got some wall space to fill in. My choir roommate wants to have a fake band poster of our theoretical house band. I think it'd be really fun but first we'd have to name our house band and that's its own can of worms. Otherwise I'm thinking of making some kind of collage by asking each of my roommates for a top 5 or 6 albums and using the covers of those. Not totally sure. Regardless there's a lot of wall space to fill.

A group project is now done. Well technically it still has to be turned in tonight with some edits but we presented it today. Glad to be done with it because I hate doing UI/UX. I've realized its because the project process feels the least tangible to me. I like prints. I like having things in my hands. I like seeing things physically, not just on a screen. I'm excited for this class to be done. 

Went to a university karaoke event, it was meant as a sad valentines thing--scream your heart out and sing out the heartbreak kind of thing-- but it ended up being just a pretty chill time. People were just singing whatever and having a good time and the vibe was overall pretty good. Talked to a buncha people, made a bracelet, sung Bang the Doldrums by Fall Out Boy. Voice cracked at the end but it was a lot of fun singing- mostly to my best friend who was probably the only person in the room who knew the song. I got told by someone I was talking to that I “sound like you dont know how to sing but you have a good voice”. Which. Not really sure how to feel on that on. Like I'll take the compliment but man, I thought I was at least okay enough that I sound like I know what I'm doing a little bit. 

Made Tinola for the first time on my own on Wednesday. I made a lot. It's good. It tastes like home. 

When I get up now it doesn't feel like the world is gonna end immediately. It's nice, but honestly I still feel like I'm kind of floating to figure out where to go from here.