you win some you lose some

i bort a dress


i will get it professionally tailored. just don't know a good place..
white spot is dust on the mirror

this is what i did in exam week

old photo of me last summer. i'm such a bamf

yesterday i went to bed at 2.30
i was too panicked so i fell asleep almost two hours later
then i had a nightmare that we were being assessed on completely different texts, i think hamlet and this short story and poem i'd never even read but maybe heard of
so there i was sitting an exam and writing an essay on a text i don't really remember, one i'd thought i sort of had heard of, and one i never read or anything whatsoever!
the feeling of being completely fucking fucked!
and everyone else had known except for me
yeah o_o
i woke up really disorientated and even more panicked
so in the actual exam i was like O_O O_O O_O
and to make myself feel better i had some mcdonalds. then pizza when i got home.

it's an ironic thing my dress is still too big for me.
i ought to get it professionally tailored. thing is, i don't trust the tailors around here.. maybe i should go find a really.. reputable tailor.. to entrust my clothes to.. heh..