Mayday! Mayday! 

My aunt and uncle are comin' tonight. I just cleaned my brother's room, scrubbed the bathroom and all. I wonder how long they'll be staying....

In a different note, I love my new hairstyle. As I recount, I randomly chopped of pieces of damp hair on my right sans glasses. So now, the right side of my hair is half short half long and my left side is a mess of braids.

I was planning to paint to fill my free time of 2 weeks, but I haven't even touched my watercolors. I'm worried. I have filled up a few pages in my sketch book though. Still, I feel like I'm doing nothing! Ohh

I also haven't touched my guitar for a week. Nor my assignments. Or my sewing projects. 

Damn, I think they're here. 

Toots, goodbye, goodnight, goodgood.

Did you know ? 

Bathroom in French is salle de bains. 

When someone says 'you have Van Gogh's ear for music', they mean you're tone deaf. 

Mayday is derived from the French venez m'aider, meaning 'come help me'. I did not mean to ask you to come help me, though.

Wikipedia's quote of the day. ( They always give such long quotes. )

Even the most wretched individual of our present society could not exist
and develop without the cumulative social efforts of countless
generations. Thus the individual, his freedom and reason, are the
products of society, and not vice versa: society is not the product of
individuals comprising it; and the higher, the more fully the individual
is developed, the greater his freedom — and the more he is the product
of society, the more does he receive from society and the greater his
debt to it.
-Mikhail Bakunin