I'm still learning who I am in most aspects of life. I've mastered work though. I was cut out for corporate life. And don't get me going on the dress code. Honestly, I rock business suits. Give me curve hugging dress pants and a tailored button down shirt any day. (On occasion, add the hot maryjanes with 4 inch heels for an "I'm hotter than your ( Read more... )

The chiropractor called maybe an hour after my post. i freaked and hit ignore.

so pathetic..

South Beach + alcohol + low cut shirt = cute, drunk chiropractor declaring his love ( Read more... )

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my heart has been ripped out again and again, and again. a thousand times over. And now I have to go to work and smile and be polite.

finals through thursday and graduation on friday make this one hell of a week.

it's so fucking close.

then? math. lots of math.

I've collected a few more pictures from my last major outing. I figured I haven't put many pictures up, so why not?

( LOTS of pictures )

I want proof.

I am in love. holy fuck! My first designer pants! This is a day that will go down in history.

I want to take a trip. I'd like to go somewhere I've always wanted to visit. London maybe? I haven't left the US in so long. I'm dying to get out and look around. I've started looking at prices. I don't want to go with family, though. I'd like to go with a friend, but who has that kind of money? That'll be the tricky part.

We'll see.