I thought I would pick up on Morgan's theme of air space turbulence and what not to describe the way I am feeling today. At this rate, I will be flinging myself out of those emergency exits minus the parachute. Of course this dare-devil-esque sentiments are brought on by the horrid monster of EXAMS.
Cheeses and fondue, what has my life come to.
Now I present you with snapshots from the last weeks of procrastinations, hair-yanking and mind-numbing stress:
1. Procrastination achieved by spending a ridiculous amount of time on a ridiculous amount of make-up on my face
I was going for Twiggy meets Bozo. I should wear my face like this more.
Here I am, Fredag, today. My make-up looking quite professional if I do say so myself. Here I interject my supposed dialogue with you to give myself a self high-five. *self-five* Moving on.
2. Apparel, the most important thing of all when I am studying. If I look like track pants, I feel like track pants thereby decreasing productivity. So, let us always avoid track pants and hoodies when one is not exercising or awake.
Look! Double-denim! Sue me if you dare, but I pull it off like a band-aid. Come at me, world.
Look! Here is me, about to head off to my exam. Hopefully my magic mustard pants will whisper the answers to me because I am royally screwed for this exam. (See what I did there, Jubilee weekend and all)
Meet my little friend, George.
Awkward posing so that you can see my navy gloves, mustard pants and maroon top combo. Triple combo! Level up!
#nerdom
Despite the fact I am walking to my death, this is the last exam and O Happy Day! Following this, all the time in the world for CRAFTERNOONS. You can hold me to this. In fact, right here and now I make a vow to all my little Oinkers out there to complete at least one form of sewing project a week.
This is going to be an excellent mid-semester break.
Over and Out,
This Little Pig.
Leaping for joy or leaping off a building. Either or.
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