So, I went home this weekend. I ended up not doing the majority of what i needed to do (sell some books, go to Target) but got Chipotle, saw Maddie Jenni & Phil, Liam and got my hair trimmed, so it evens out a little bit lol.
The hair stylist, he loved my hair color but I think by the end of the sitting he hated my hair. I don't blame him. It was trying to pull a Princess Diaries (where Amelia's getting a makeover via Paulo, and he's trying to brush her hair, the brush gets stuck and breaks). Towards the end, when he was drying and brushing, he would brush a section, flip it to get underneath, and end up creating a rat's nest in the section he flipped. It hurt when he went to detangle that nest he created. I got about an inch or two trimmed, just the dead ends.
I had an almost misadventure driving home though. I do not hide the fact that I despise semis. I've despised them since I had my temps. It stems when my mom and I were driving back from orientation, she had me get between two semis. However, at that time,t he semi in front decided to slow down, whereas the semi behind sped up. Needless to say, it freaked me out. Anyways, I was back in the Columbus area, had just merged onto I-270 from 23. The black SUV in front of me was able to pass the semi that had been on the side of the freeway as it tried to merge back on. Seeing as I was pretty much on the SUV's tail, you'd think the semi would have seen me (we were on the left side of the semi, not the right side which they're pretty much blind to). Apparently, the semi did not see me, because I had to put the gas pedal to the floor and barely made it past the semi. If I hadn't sped up, I either would have been clipped and then smashed, or sideswiped and causing a major pile-up. Either way, my guardian angel was watching out for me. It just reaffirmed my despising of semis.
When I go home for Spring Break/Maddie's 1st Birthday (eep, she's already almost one!) I'm going to sell the books I had planned on selling, and going to the store to get the things that I need to get. Well, I have class in the late morning/early afternoon, and they might have the fire alarm go off around 7am. At the beginning of each semester, they have a fire drill at 7am. Before, it used to be on either a Tuesday or Thursday morning, but the one for the end of last semester was on a Friday, so who knows when it'll be. All I know is that I won't be sleeping in until that stupid drill happens.
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