The first time I ever noticed I had white hair was maybe when I was 12 or 13. I only had a few white hairs, maybe six, but they really stood out among my normal black hair. I think that over the years my lack of sleep has aided in the loss of color for more of my hair. The clusters of white are really bad in the back of the right of my head, or just, the entire right half. I used to pull them out, but now I maybe have dozens or up to a hundred white hairs. Sigh. They're really, really white too. Not orange or blonde, not gray or silver, but white. In runs in my family, so it's no surprise. And the chingu in the comic is my lovely Megan. 

Exciting stuff happened today. After pulling an all nighter, I went to school for the very last time for a kind of terrible senior breakfast and got my cap and gown.