For the past four year I have done an awful lot of complaining about school. To top it off, I’m a dreamer. So you can imagine that having convinced myself that I don’t really like going to class, I usually spend most of my time dreaming of what my life will be like once my degree is complete. CONTINUE READING
I know I’m getting a little bit ahead of myself given that I still have 1 more trimester of school, but I’m starting to feel like I’m done already. Mostly because this past weekend I attended my “university prom”. Yes, I know University doesn’t normally have prom, but MUIC seems to do it’s own thing when it comes to a lot of things. CONTINUE READING
I’m not sure if it was the glass bottle coke in my hand, the converse on my feet or the bow in my hair, but something about this outfit had me acting like a child. On this day, I literally walked away from W District Market with grass stains on my knees. I have no idea what instilled this behavior/mental relapse, but I know that it was fun and you should try it too. Go get your old lego set and make a princess castle. But seriously, all mental ages aside, this day as a kid really got me thinking about how what I chose to wear in the morning often reflects my current mood and what sort of crazy adventures I will probably get up to that day. CONTINUE READING!