Hello everyone!
I did a thing with my hair last night and now it's silvery grey.
ANYWAYS - it's been 3 weeks of routinized life and I'm still alive, can you believe it? That being said, I'm still getting used to the structure of it all after 2 months of straight traveling and lounging around. Involuntarily getting out of bed in the early morning is probably the hardest part and I don't think I'll ever adjust to that. Also, it doesn't help that I have a lot of the worst, least enjoyable classes this semester.
I'd be lying if I said the last month was all smooth and easy going. It really wasn't. Sometimes, no matter how much you want something to work out - it just won't. That's what I've learned. On top of the rut I ran/am running through, I busted my back a few weeks ago in ballet. I haven't danced since. Simple, everyday movements yield a new pain spot and I resort 99% of the time to laying down with a heat pack.
Despite the workload/petty stresses and what not, I'm so pumped about the next few months leading up to the new year.
