The Wait That I Love To Hate

Pale Green Blazer (vintage), Black Jumpsuit (gifted), Silver Cross Necklace (DIY), Brown Boots (Blossom)

I'm possibly the only Asian that I know with that many freckles. I'm thankful for my good skin genes, but I definitely take it for granted. The way I treat my skin is equal to absolutely shit. 17 years of sun damage, and this is what happens. For me, the picture is too personal. I can't look at it without going, that's disgusting. I had to though in order to show off my rather simple DIY project that I did a month ago. Just never had the energy to put it up.

I don't know what to make of this week. My grades have been in the dumps, and I've just found a reason to bring them back up. I can't wait for next week to come in order for Winter Break to come, and yet, all these midterms and tests are death to the ears. I've just started to gain some self-happiness due to a certain someone, and yet, from the looks of it, I'd probably never see ma beast. (I hope he never reads this, cause (he and) I have too big of an ego to ever admit that I miss his face.) Being told that I should continue acting like the good little Asian for the next week sucks; so much to look forward leads to both yay and nay feelings.