I was going through my blog posts and I stumbled upon the one I wrote before my birthday. It said that I promised to not cry on my nineteenth like I'd usually do on my previous birthdays. Good news: I didn't. All of a sudden, I felt proud of myself. Twenty-ten is going to be really good. I haven't been through half of the year yet but there's this certain air that is just so comforting. Or maybe it's just me and my positivity.
Also, I got my hair cut yesterday. Now I am forced to wear girlier clothes due to my extremely masculine hair.
Yesterday's outfit: Misfits shirt, skinny jeans, red plimsolls (Keds)
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