I have not go to bed in 15 minutes. 5 am wakeups, here I come. Have you missed me?

Two months really go by fast, don’t they? For that matter, a year really goes by fast, as I enter my last month of internship tomorrow. 11 months down. 49 months to go. Really. I think that’s attackable.

But I’m not looking forward to giving up my weekends again. It really was nice feeling human again. But I do feel like my compassion and humanity batteries have been charged up, so I’m surprisingly optimistic about how this month is going to go.

I can finally see again. My eyes don’t tear up the instant I set foot outside (seriously, you guys missed the spectacle that was me driving to work with sunglasses perched on top of my glasses. I’ve never gotten mocked so incessantly for the glasses as I was this week, although it usually turned to sympathy when they heard about my battle with the mascara and how I lost. Just for your entertainment sake click for pic!