17 days and counting

Sigh.

Things are strange of late. In 17 days, I will have handed in everything. I hope.

Humungous things have been happening too. Again, not open to revelation just yet. Good, now you're frustrated with curiosity and I'm frustrated with only being able to make vague references to what I really want to say.

Ah yes. The real news.

I cut my hair.

Pics of current hair length to ensue at a later stage. For now, let us reminisce at just how very long it was:

And, let us marvel at the gorgeousness of the granny res girls:

And let us ponder at the way in which my dependance on my car has impacted on my fitness level, to the point at which I'm sure I'll have a sore calf muscle from clutch control when I drive home around the 24th.