All of my problems right now tie directly to me being broke as fuck.
On the good side, my body's looking good thanks to working out while watching romantic comedies. I've been taking off my clothes just to check myself out in the mirror. It's amazing what a little youtube fitness and limited pantry can do to your abs. I've also mastered big barrel curls/ waves and will wear them a lot more often. Along with bright eyeshadow and banglessness. Did a boatload of laundry and found all these cute clothes I completely forgot about. I've been sewing to get out of my sweatpants rutt. Right now i'm making a high waist tulip skirt out of this disgusting peach fabric.
My school schedule is like:
Wake up, get as cute as possible in 10 minutes, mosey on over to class, kill time (knitting in the park, climbing trees, doing yoga, thrifting, thinking about going into the pool) between classes, go home, read/ write/ study, head over to Enoch Pratt and fantasize about being sophisticated while hoarding massive amounts of books, go home and pretend to study.
