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Guess who’s about to fail a midterm? #fml

Guess who’s about to fail a midterm? #fml

So this happened yesterday.
Yup, don’t ask me how. All I know is that my foot started sliding all over the place and I look under my shoe and, oh whats that, oh there’s a part of my shoe missing. Oh that’s cool. The pair of shoes thats only like a year old and cost me $90.
Then I proceed to bust my shit as I’m crossing the street and scrap my knee. THANKS UNIVERSE. Time to find a good shoe repair place.

So this happened yesterday.

Yup, don’t ask me how. All I know is that my foot started sliding all over the place and I look under my shoe and, oh whats that, oh there’s a part of my shoe missing. Oh that’s cool. The pair of shoes thats only like a year old and cost me $90.

Then I proceed to bust my shit as I’m crossing the street and scrap my knee. THANKS UNIVERSE. Time to find a good shoe repair place.

// C’s get degrees!//

…but not graduate school acceptance…

My hair hasn’t looked this good in a really long time. I took the time to blow dry it properly and flat iron it. To go where? To the student fucking union to work on my three papers due Tuesday.
I chose the union because it was closer than the library and the bus isn’t running today. The fact that there is a food court here might or might not have been a highly contributing factor. I want food already.
Listening to Lana Del Rey with get me through this. Lana all day, everyday.

My hair hasn’t looked this good in a really long time. I took the time to blow dry it properly and flat iron it. To go where? To the student fucking union to work on my three papers due Tuesday.

I chose the union because it was closer than the library and the bus isn’t running today. The fact that there is a food court here might or might not have been a highly contributing factor. I want food already.

Listening to Lana Del Rey with get me through this. Lana all day, everyday.

Midterm tomorrow at 10am. Probably should have opened this book sometime before now.
P.S. I’m wearing my shirt for my english major club and the back says, “We speak English good.” SOMEONE IN MY CLUB IS A CLEVER LITTLE FUCK.

Midterm tomorrow at 10am. Probably should have opened this book sometime before now.

P.S. I’m wearing my shirt for my english major club and the back says, “We speak English good.” SOMEONE IN MY CLUB IS A CLEVER LITTLE FUCK.

// This has been the most humiliating weekend of my life.//

Friday: I was a shit show and made an idiot of myself.

Saturday: Five people showed up to the concert I planned. FIVE.

I”m scared to leave my bed this morning, how can I embarrass myself more. Oh, I know, but not getting an email from the improve group I auditioned for yesterday.

// Maybe that second smore was a bad idea…//

I need a dentist asap…

// Is it normal to be this depressed about your hair?//

I don’t want to be because it makes me feel shallow. I mean I am but I don’t want to feel it.

I am actually really sad that I got a haircut. Like really sad. I miss it. I miss my hair.

When my hair starts to get longer I usually get annoyed/bored so I cut it much shorter. This time I didn’t want to. I went in for a trim but the stylist claimed my hair was really damaged and it was, but she also claimed to only be cutting off an inch.

Writing this post is making me really sad. Its just hair. WTF is wrong with me.