my dog hates the smell of anything citrus

Hi there, it’s almost the end of January. So yesterday, I ate celery sticks and – OH WAIIIIIIT.

Hi there, it’s almost the end of January. HI THERE, IT’S ALMOST THE END OF JANUARY! Um. What’s up, time flying? Do you want to, you know, stop flying?

Here is a more “subtle” outfit. I actually felt very comfortable in it. Fun fact: when I was in grade 8, I literally ONLY bought neutrals. My motto was “Why buy colours when neutrals go with everything?” I blame Lexy, age 13, for my obnoxious desire for anything bright and colourful and, you know, obnoxious. (save for this outfit) (this is weird)

I love how webby this sweater is. It's surprisingly warm. But then again, it's surprisingly not warm. I'm not really sure what that means. Basically, I hate winter.

It's actually sunny today. I wore socks with my uniform instead of tights. The sun is very decieving. As the News Weather Girl said, "It's very sunny today." Me, "Yay." News Weather Girl, "Don't be deceived. It's freezing." Me, "I was deceived." Anyways. That story is irrelevant. Look, I have feathers on my head! Which reminds me of birds. Which reminds me of flying. Which reminds me of time flying. WOAH CIRCLE OF LIFE. (Refer to the start of this post.)

(Dress - Value Village Kids $3, Pants - Value Village $6, Sweater - H&M, Shoes - Vintage $35, Socks - H&M, Jacket - Borrowed/stolen from the Sibling/ PMall, Feathers - Singapore)

I really can’t believe that it’s the end of January already. I feel like time is just tick-tocking away and it’s freaking me out. It scares me how moments and days and years all blend together – and will only continue to do so as I get older. I have a neighbour who always says to me, “I would KILL to be your age again.” I hate when people tell me this. I have teachers who always tell me, “High school… one of the greatest years of your life.” I hate when people tell me this. (I also find it hard to believe: bitchy girls and jerky guys? Um, this has been the time of my life? And I know that I’ll never feel this way before? I swear, this is trueeee? La di da di freaking daaa.)

A lot of people go into an “old people” slum where they settle for less and lose sight of what’s important. I pledge not to do this. I’ve started my list of “This I want to Do Before I die.” This is both exciting and depressing as death is not looking that far off. Oops, I’m kidding/ being dramatic. I meant to say twenty is not looking that far off. The list covers everything from volunteering in a developing country for 6 months to having a conversation entirely in French with an attractive French stranger. Young male. In Paris. I’m deep like that.

What are some of the things you want to do in your life?