16 inches.

Yeah. That's right.

I did it. At around 1:15, I didn't have anything to do. I was leaving at 2 pm to go to a concert (more on that later), so I just reached for my scissors, and behold: a brand new me!

Please forgive the cheesy myspace-camera-in-the-mirror picture. It was the best way to get more light.

It feels kind of strange. I haven't had hair shorter than my shoulders in ... um ... since I was 6? The back is SUPER short. I love it though. I feel ... light. The braid weighs a good quarter of a pound, I swear. Everytime I see myself in the mirror, I still do a double take though.

What do you think?

My roommate moved out today and went back home. I won't see her until January! We are both going abroad in the fall - me to Ireland and she to Spain. There is a small possibility of meeting in Europe. Emphasis on the small. I love her so much - I miss her. The room feels so empty without her.

I've read so many lovely posts about mother's day. My mom is 1200 miles away, and I do miss her. I am very close to my parents, but I am also fiercely independent. I don't miss them in a homesick, or I want to see them right now sort of way, but I would have liked to see her. I only got to talk to her for a few moments, but I told her how much I loved her, and how much I am sorry for the worry I've caused her over the past few months. I have to recover, for her. She is such a strong woman - she's been legally blind since she was 4 (and its become worse over the years), and yet she proceeded to go to school, get a Ph.D., and now she is a self-employed psychologist with a strong client base. I want to follow in her footsteps (sort of - in the success part, not in the career). She's truly an inspiration.

The concert: Beethoven's 4th Piano Concerto, Paganini's 1st Violin Concerto, and Sibelius' Second Symphony. My professor from Western 19th Centurty Music and Beethoven was the pianist for the concerto. So. So. Good. Go listen to the Beethoven and Sibelius.

Right. Now. Go.

You haven't gone yet.

Listen!

Music makes my life better. Really. I can't describe how it makes my heart and mind swell with ... hope. It was wonderful.

Have a lovely night. Spend time with your mothers for me!

Love,

Emma