After all this time, I finally took the pictures of Sam. I really don't think I could be any happier with them. They turned out almost exactly how I wanted, so that works. Of course I'm going to have that issue where the more I look at it, the more I'll find wrong with it and the less I'll like it, but whatever. It's good. I love it. I'm happy.
It seems like so far the majority of my New Year's Resolutions are working out for me.
Apparently Brie might spend the night on Saturday. I'm not betting on it, nor can I predict how exciting it will be considering I'll be working all day and the chances of having a break are slim to none. If I do get a break, though, I'll be hanging out with Amy.
Then Sunday I think Hannah's redoing my hair. I'm DEFINITELY excited for that.
If my boss isn't making shit up, my paycheck should be waiting for me tomorrow, which means I'll be able to cash that bitch and pay my mom back for my school books. Then I can pay my bank back and then I'll be buying a new lens! YES. With whatever money I have left, I'm buying a new camera from the pawn shop.
Needless to say, I'm pretty fucking happy with my life right now.