Cardigan Zara | Dress worn as top Indian store in Warsaw | Skirt Hurwundeki | Shoes, belt H&M | Bag Gmarket

I just wrote a paragraph about my surreal experience of studying in a real library (Queen Mary Uni) today but then I thought about it and why should I rub it in that I’m a retard? So I got rid of the whole thing. Please understand, it was full of useless observations like wow I didn’t know they have CUBICLES AND DESKS in the library, this is SO AWESOME. Come to think of it, compared to this, my artschool library is like a barn.
My shoulders got all stiff the 3rd hour in, and naturally I moaned to Ellen about it, and she told me to cartwheel through the isles to loosen up. That girl is so clever.

Now, I have an essay due in 14 hours and I’m still trying to find out whether it’s 1500, 1700, or 2000 words, which also means I haven’t started it yet. Yeah, I’m not sure why I’m blogging either, but thanks for wondering.

Jacket Reiss Samplesale | Top H&M | Pants Zara | Shoes Nine West | Bag Gmarket

Today’s photoshoot would be me swaying violently from side to side and headbanging my ponytail, whipping the walls and Ellen going all beserk with the camera screaming WOMAN STOP MOVING!! I think those two cans illustrate our emotions rather perfectly. Did you know, mid-headbanging, one can look like The Hulk?

I’ve come to a point of exhaustion where I got all confused with a spam email titled ‘Last night was fun, thanks’. I spent about half a minute too long thinking who the heck was I with last night? and I’m not even like that.

Meh anyway. Have yourself a merry little weekend, let your heart be liiight.

(edit: Yes, I realise the second photo looks like I need to pee, and the first looks like I’m yawning. What do you do first when you wake up? you peee, so it’s only logical)

Denim Shirt Mum’s | Dress Zara | Shoes ALDO | Bag Gmarket

I had my eyes on these MUJI acrylic organizers for a while now – my drawers were starting to look like they were doing their own DIY with all the necklace chains tangling and getting attached to jeans and bracelets snagging and shredding tshirts. I might as well throw in the half-done Rodarte knit dress, maybe it’ll reproduce while it’s in there. What, you didn’t know half-knit dresses were asexual?

Anyway this is me procrastinating. Unfortunately my Prioritizor machine broke down and the warranty expired a week ago so I can’t get that fixed, hot dang. So after blogging I plan to take a bath, then get into bed with the laptop to ‘work’ into the lights of dusk. Yes, I think that’s a good order for this evening.

Jacket Gift from Mom’s friend | Jumper Uniqlo | Skirt H&M | Leggings Zara | Boots Clarks (2006) | Bag  Solar

(The weather is extremely confusing…)

Morning Class. Ten minutes late. Chicken & Pesto bagel brunch. HTML/CSS Workshop. Fire alarm. Back to HTML/CSS Workshop. No listening at all. Facebook chat with friend across the room. Another fire alarm. Tutor gives up class. Meet Ellen. Covent garden. CLIVE OWEN CLIVE OWEN. No courage to say hi. Waffles on the roudabout. Jacket Potato for Ellen. GALA. Forget name so forget saying hi…

Ugh too slow. Basically I want to get to the part where I SLEEP. Goodnight!

Sweater Zara | Bolero? Topshop | Jeans H&M | Shoes ASOS | Bag DIY Studded Vintage | Necklace All Saints (£10!)

Sorry for the lack of posts. Would you pat me if I told you what happened last night? Nothing serious, just a big fat FAIL. I had work piled up in the to-do list – combination of schoolwork, work, emails to answer, etc… but I was so tired that I went up to sit on the bed. (jeez. not sure why) Then I jolt up and it’s bright out, I’m in the covers and all but I’m still wearing my glasses and makeup.

I don’t know how one manages to sleep in a bed with glasses on. For 10 hours.

Anyway.