It's summer. My hair was simply getting TOO long. So I finally went in and had it all chopped off. Well, not ALL of it. But a good chunk of it at least. It now sits right below my shoulders and swishes when I turn my head. It is much lighter and makes an adorable little ponytail when thrown up. But... I do kinda miss my beautiful long locks.

I suppose I'll just have to get used to this new look. I can't tell if it makes me look older or younger. Once it grows back again we'll see if I'll keep it shoulder length or grow it LONG again. We'll see.

I'm feeling kinda lonely down here in Lynchburg all by myself. Matt is here and that makes it a little better. But he lives so far away. Ok, not really, but it feels like it when I drive home late at night alone. And my roommate's nice. She really is. But we probably won't eve be friends. And when we move out, I probably won't be able to pick her out of a lineup. We just have different schedules and this week has been very busy for both of us. Well, it's only for a month anyhow. I'm not too worried about it.

I wish I could work at an adoption agency now. I like J. Crew and it's easy work. And the pay is really good. (Speaking of which, I get paid tomorrow! YAY!) But I enjoy social work so much. It'd feel like what I was doing mattered if I worked in an agency. It makes me kinda sad when people call in, order hundreds or thousands of dollars of clothes... and not even flinch. Think of what all that money could do. But I'm not one to talk. I just bought some shirts at the Gap, yet again. But three shirts for 20.00$ Not bad. I can hardly pass that up. I have to start learning to put the money I would ordinarily put towards new clothes for me into the offering plate, or sending across seas to orphans and the poor. I say that poverty is my passion... but how much am I doing to stop it?

Sometimes I hate having material goods. I wish I could give everything I have to the poor. I'm working on it. My heart has a lot of growing to do.