I'm feeling so much more refreshed after a couple of days off from work and some time with da boi*. Yeaahhhhh. Tis a nice feeling to be relaxed for a change! I breezed right through my homework this afternoon. I mean, it took me three hours, but I was just like, "I'mma do this," and you know what? I did it. Right there on the spot. No distractions. Except maybe a small piece of cake and some chocolate chips. You know how I do.
I am in luuuuurve with my new crop top. So is everyone else, apparently. You know how you can just feel the stares? Yeah. Awkward. But I guess that's what I get for leaving the house with nearly half my ass hanging out. Oh yes, my friends, the shorts are short. I haven't been this much of a floozy since back in two-thousand-and-ten! Oh, and that 20°F temperature drop? Fucking awesome. Fantastic. Rock 'n' roll.
* Seriously though, one of my pet peeves is when people refer to their boyfriend as "the boy." Like, what? You never hear zee males talking about, "Oh yeah, well, I spent sometime with the girl yesterday." No. You know why? Because they're not dating a child, and neither are you. So refer to that "boy" as your boyfriend, your lover, your boo, your sprinkles, your fuck stick, your main squeeze...I don't care, just don't refer to your fully-grown adult male significant other as "the boy." Kthxbye.
Crop top: Motel
Shorts: American Eagle
Sunnies & sandals: UO