My last cell test ended today. As I was signing the honor code, in between scrambling through my brain for the effects of M-Cdk on mitotic spindles, I stole a second to remember my first biology test at Rice. The sunny day four years ago, walking out of Keck reassured that I would survive Rice, and buying a purple mechanical pencil from the bookstore to treat myself for a week of... if I remember correctly... chemistry test, calculus test, then biology test.

The act of remembrances is important. It proves both the brevity and the permanence of time, does it not?

Remember the two smiley faces drawn so carelessly, yet imprinted so deeply. They have one thing in common - me. mmm... Such silliness. :)

Second haircut this semester! I love short hair, I must say. I think I have looked at myself a total of 5 times in a real mirror (glass reflections don't count) after the cut and before I clipped it back, and I liked it 50% of the time. That's not bad for new hair... Note to self, no more layers! I'm so much happier without. I have picture of two adorable hair styles with heavy bangs. Oh how I miss my bangs! They were such a source of security, something I could hide behind. Maybe when I'm feeling brave, and have no more interviews...

Thursday passes me by, along with the chance to do laundry and going to the gym. I make peace, and might spend some quality time with the TV instead. The weekend awaits, after all...