As finals approach, and I should be studying, I am rearranging my room. I have found old photos, old jewelry, and a colorful closet. My closet: full of clothes. Mostly size large, and full of color and life. Memories. Vintage clothes and some with tags still on them. To top of my newly arranged room. Online Shopping. Forever 21 has called my name. Three new tops, a pair of shorts, a bathing suit, undies and some necessary accessories. The problem with online shopping? Waiting. I now have to wait 5-10 business days for my package of gifts. I am just hoping that it comes right after my finals as a present for finishing, yet another, year of community college.
I am looking forward to Thursday. Then it's summer, and Javiers for dinner to celebrate the end of an 18 unit semester. A nightmare is what it should be called. I no longer have nightmares in my sleep, now they're in reality. They're called finals. I figured 18 units would be awesome, but I didn't think about the finals. Silly me.
