Poorly photoshopped motivational posters---Reality can suck it.

Well hello there, pretties.
As the poorly photoshopped picture above shows...I'm currently packing for Vegas.
7 days lay between me, currently sitting on my ass on this couch (not) studying...and stepping onto a plane headed for Nevada.

I am tickled every color you could think of...especially pink. Yes. Especially pink,indeed.




This is what I *should* be doing. I have a psychology midterm this evening at 7pm. I could care less, to be honest...I am quite glad this semester is almost done, so I can just write it off, take the summer to rebuild my mental health, and come the fall...I will be back to my 3.9 GPA self (hopefully!).




Friday evening, Miss Eddie Vee and I will be attending the local highschool's production of Nunsense...She made the puppet for the play and scored some free tickets, so why not. It will be nice to wander the halls of my old highschool I suppose...it is a beautiful building built in the 1900s.



Afterwards we will be going to our friend's CD Release party. This causes me great anxiety. As a few of you know, I hate going out in Moncton these days. The small-town mentality, the overwhelming drama and immaturity, the shitty nightlife in general...Ah! However, it is to support friends, so. I shall bite the bullet.
(The poster above is for the Halifax show). So, any Maritime folk reading, why don't you skip on over to the Manhattan Bar and Grill to check out the best (and only...) psychobilly this town has to offer.

With that, dear blog-o-sphere, I bid you good-afternoon. Time to hit the books and finally do a little cramming.

....I'd much rather be elbow-deep in bins of vintage clothing looking for that perfect dress I know is hiding, just for me, somewhere. Ah thrift shopping, you bring me such joy.

XO!