it's that ancient love that you won't outgrow

It’s that time of year. Yes, THAT time. “Oh, what time is that?” you ask, your eyes blinking with wide-eyed feigned interest (thank you, I appreciate your falsity.) “Oh,” I respond, a huge smile plastered on my face. “Just the start of EXAMINATIONS!” I say this with a toothy grin and an extra dose of enthusiasm, much like an annoying flight attendant. On a sugar high. Exuding false cheeriness. (This acts as a juxtaposition to the reality of the situation. It also shows that I’m sarcastic, and therefore able to make light of situation/ basically hilarious.)

Sorry if updates are on the low-go. Blame the boring books. (Check out THAT alliteration? Eh, ehhh. I hear the gents line up for that kind of literary eloquence.)

In the meantime, enjoy being blinded by this even-more-obnoxious-than-usual outfit. It was fun!

Um, are these gloves not the greatest or ARE THEY NOT THE GREATEST? I was wearing my plain-jane black leathah gloves, when my mom came home all, “Here you go.” I obviously started doing the chicken dance on the kitchen counter out of passionate enthusiasm. Just kidding. I obviously didn’t do that...

But, yes. I love the vibes of the gloves. It’s like, “Yes, I am part of the CIA and here are my serious leather gloves to divert your knowledge of my criminal undertakings but OH WAIT. I’m still really fun because there are colourful circles sprinkled about. KAPOW, I’m a superstar.” I seem to think that a bullet-shooting water gun would compliment this concept quite nicely.

I don’t usually wear pendants, but I borrowed this from the Sibling. I’m really liking the dot motif. It reminds me of my prom dress. *oooh, everyone gasps at the mention of prom, secretly inquiring, will she say more? WILL SHE SAY MORE? There’s a hushed whisper. But, at last, Lexy is far too mysterious and remains silence, thus leaving a trail of intrigue behind her...*

Today was the last day of high school classes. EVER. It was weird. Like, WHAT THE HECK?? I’m actually... DONE HIGH SCHOOL CLASSSES?! FOREVER? WHATTTTT?! Picture me freaking out, by myself, in the bathroom. Yup, that happened. I feel like I’m pregnant. Emphasis on “feel like.” Note to all those damn tabloids dissecting my blog - I AM NOT (leave me alone! I just want to be human!). I just FEEL pregnant. In that, you know, I have a whole rollercoaster of emotions. On one hand, I’m overjoyed, shouting “I’m donnnnne!” down the hallways (yup, that happened.) But I’m also freaking out. Like, seriously. One week, right now... I will be DONE my exams. Done high school. Ahhhh.

Oh gosh. I know that it’s only “upwards and onwards” from here but, still. WTFWHYCANTIJUSTBEAUNNICORN.

(Blazer - Thrifted/ Value Village $4, Dress- Thrifted $5, Skirt - Homemade, Hat - Nepal, Shoes - Vintage, Pendant - Sibling, Gloves - Gifted)

Wish me gumballs of good luck on my examinations that mean nothing to me or my future. (But, I’m a total nerd and I’ll be a little blue if my mark descends.) I’m currently in complete denial of exams. Like, I have a World History and English exam tomorrow? Pfft. Today, we had a review class in Advanced Functions. I knew nothing. I’m not even stressed. At this point, exams are some annual senior practical joke that aren’t actually happening. Yup, it’s a problem.

Going off to force myself to study things I don’t care about. Later.

Dreams make me happy. Exams do not. Therefore, make me happy:
What would be your dream job/ future?