I've been feeling kind of frumpy lately. It's no fun, but I'm getting sick of this feeling. Time to shake it off. Like Mariah! ;) With a closet de-clutter and a wardrobe revamp in the works, I should be feeling brand new quite soon. Some great additions to my closet include a beautiful golden polyster deep v-neck blouse, a black glittered heart-shaped purse (that will be great for going out) and a pair of vintage inspired two-toned bell-bottom jeans that will be mine in just a few weeks!
Other than that, my life's a bore. With more hours coming in at work, I should be sitting pretty good. I'm hoping to move out soon. Although I love the generosity of my parents, it's time for me to spread my wings. I long for independence so badly. I know I'm capable, but I feel so worthless and unproductive without doing it. It would be ideal to have a roommate, but at this point, I may just say fuck it. Socially, it might turn me into a freaky little hermit, and all I might do is study, love on the boyfriend, work and hang with select friends whom I am able to tolerate.
I don't mean to not be a people-person. I don't mean to be awkward and unsociable. I just am. I've tried so hard to be good at small talk. It's not my thing. Generally, I don't speak unless spoken to in most situations. I don't let people touch me. I'm not warm and friendly. I used to be, but I was very naive and vulnerable. I don't like being taken advantage of, so I just said no more bullshit for this girl.
I worry about my honey a lot. I just want him to find his happiness and progress in the direction he desires. He's so talented and wonderful. He is so capable and bright! I JUST LOVE THE MAN.
|Kate Moss walking Chloe... peeing my pants over this one.|
|Ya, lick a butt. I know lenseless glasses aren't cool anymore. They were useless with lenses, so I thought I'd get rid of them. Boyfriend loves them. Looks damn good in them too.|