(hm vneck, american apparel harem pants, dr. marten cutout boots, topshop jacket, karen walker sunglasses, lots of bracelets)
Pretty much that means that school is finally back in action, sadly.
I question myself everyday while I sit in class why I am taking 18 credit hours. Some people would say I'm bizarre, but I just call myself an overachiever.
Although I love Chicago, I think I'm ready for a change. A big change.