She doesn't care a thing about that hair, she thinks I'm beautiful

Happy November. We're currently 3 days in and I already look pretty sloppy, minus that bald spot directly below my chin. My mom said that if I keep brushing that spot with a toothbrush, stuff would finally start growing there, but that plan has been failing since the beginning of summer.
Speaking of summer, it reminds me of home, and I got my flight for Christmas break! Its going to be on December 10th, which is a Friday, which will from now on be declared Blackout Friday.
Halloween weekend was just what I needed. It was literally the first time in months that something turned out as good as I wanted it to be. No failed expectations. No worrying. No cares. Just living.
School still kicks me ass, in case you were wondering. I'm working my butt off just to stay on the Dean's List. If any other semester in my life is as hard as this one has been, call me an education major.
That's one thing that saddens me. A lot of my friends back home thought that I should be a preschool or kindergarten teacher, mainly because I'm pretty good with kids that age. And to tell you the truth, that would be a pretty awesome job. I can gurantee that my class would be fingerpainting all day, everyday.
But sadly, the pay for those kinds of jobs is near nothing. So is the chance of finding one. I was at this sketchy job interview/seminar last week, and the lady who was in control of it all said that she paid $25,000 for college, and the same exact amount was her salary her first year at her teaching job. That's dumb.
Recently, Jacob and I had a talk that sucked at the time but proved to be beneficial to the both of us. Later, he showed me the "Wear Sunscreen" speech from the 1990's. Tony told me about it once during the summer, but I neglected to read it because I didn't need it at the time (at least, I didn't think so). Hearing it for the first time was pretty cool. One piece of advice that really got to me was "Do something everyday that scares you." I actually thought about it and I think doing this would really work. For me, I feel lately like I've been hiding a lot of things from different people, and I'm scared to talk about them, because I feel like if I don't, everyone else will stay happy. Thus, saying these things scare me. Being more honest and upfront with people might vindicate me a little.
I don't have class on Friday, and I don't plan on having that much of a raging weekend, so you can expect me back soon. Talk to you lata.