Another Sunny Day

I've spent the last 4 days inside my house watching the beautiful sunny days pass by from my bedroom window because it is HELL week. With two 10-page essays due and an exam by the end of the week, I had no choice but to stay inside. Well, today I got a little bit of free time and so I decided to finally get out of my Pjs and maybe put on some makeup and step outside for like 2 minutes.... that's of course before going back inside the library and dying again for the whole day. I'm not complaining because I actually did not even need to wear a jacket outside today. Yay for the nice weather! I hope it stays next week when I have allll the freee timeeeee. I just want to eat ice cream and walk on lakeshore with my buddddd. It all seems like wishful thinking for now. Until then, I have to punch out another essay, wish me luck!

MAN CRUSH MONDAY #1

Welcome to my very first Man Crush Monday post, where you will pretty much just read and peer into my obsessive personality and boy craziness. Forgive me for I have lusted, but it is Man Crush Monday.

MCM: Nick Bateman- Actor, Producer, International Model, All around hottie and King of my heart.

I would usually try to explain my reasons for my thinking with words but I'll use visual representation this time.

Reason #1: His smile.

Here Comes The Sun

IT IS BEAUTIFUL OUT TODAY. Could it be that spring is actually here?! After this long, tiring and downright depressing winter season filled with ice storms and -45 degree weather, the sun is finally here. I couldn't help but drive with my windows down and blast my Beatles literally playing Here Comes The Sun. Aside from the weather being gorgeous, today is a very special, dear day. Because this is the day that I have been waiting for since last June: Game of Thrones season premiere!!!!!!
Please forgive me that despite this amazing day, I am instead having a Game of Thrones marathon as I punch out a 10-page essay (priorities and multitasking ok!). I am so so so so excited, I just finished the first Game of Thrones book which was only the first season so I still haven't caught up in books as to what's going to happen this season. But oh my goodness, after the season finale (well Red Wedding was not the season finale but the actual season finale wasn't nearly as eventful) I am rooting for my girl Daenerys Targaryen to finally prove how much a of a bawse she is.

That throne totally suits you gurl!

Another thing I'm sexcited for this season is Kit Harrington (Jon Snow) as he apparently said that he would like to be part of more nude scenes and my feelings about this: yes. Agreed. Give Kit Harrington what he's hoping for because as much nudity as there is in this series, Jon Snow has had the least! How is that fair? As much as it is mind boggling that almost half of season 2 was Peter Dinklage/Tyrion Lannister in a brothel, it is even more mind boggling that Jon Snow has only had one sex scene. No one loses in a world where Kit Harrington is showing a little bit more than usual ;)

The Art of Letting Go

We don't fully appreciate people that go through struggles until we struggle on our own. Change starts from within and whatever cliche and corny things you hear about moving on and letting go becomes true. There is no one better to help you move on but yourself. In my struggle, my heart has been damaged beyond the point that I can even take. It's starting to consume my life and affect others that care about me. Because in this battle I am my worst enemy. I don't like to speak about my struggles so when I crash after keeping it all inside me, no one has an idea why it's happening. I'm coping after all from what they think. In this time, I've taken a look at my life and reevaluated the things I need to let go and the things I need to keep carrying with me. Might be completely vain but simply being honest, I trust myself the most with decisions I make. I know that a lot of times in the past and now and for the future my decisions aren't ultimately the best. However, my decisions are still what is going to make me feel more comfortable in the situation. In truth, I have instilled this demon of my own self and all my insecurities and failures as much as they are caused by others, they are also caused by me. At this point I am left with no choice but fight all of that. So like I said, even though my wonderful friends and family try to help me with my problems by giving me advice, I will still at the end of the day make my own decisions that are just what makes me feel better, and these days it's hard to dig around the cut that isn't even scabbing yet. It's so fresh that any move I make close to it traumatizes me. So I don't like to talk about what happened and what caused this whole struggle and whole pit that I am in.

White Lace

Last and final Athletic Banquet attire. The night was...something else to say the least. Made a better attempt to get my outfit this time, still looking for someone nice to direct me into taking better photos!

Dress: Tobi.com found here

Shoes: Justfab.com found here

Black and White

Need to find a super nice person with a super nice camera to take my OOTD's. And I also need to remember to take them......

Top/Dress: Cotton on 

Skirt: Forever 21 

Shoes: Aldo 

Snip Snip

I DID IT! I did it and I cannot be any happier. I was so scared of cutting my hair because of the many times I cut it even just 3 inches and got super anxious. But you know what, I'm 21 and not 17 anymore crying about my messed up bangs and 4 inches off. I originally wanted to cut my hair before fashion week so 2 weeks ago, I was sitting at my hair dresser's and decided that I couldn't do it just yet and I said something like "my hair is actually my best accessory" so I got the basic trim which only took 3-4 inches off. But I was ready for a bigger change. It sounds ridiculous but last night, I tried this dress on that looked hideous with my long hair. So, my hair isn't my best accessory after all. I woke up this morning, ran to my kitchen and told my mom we need to get haircuts like, today, like now. I didn't even have time to tell my friends. I just needed it off. I decided to chop 12 inches off and donate it to Locks of Love. Right when Peter (my hairdresser) cut that braid off, I felt instant relief, as he put my hair in front of my face I was shocked at how much I didn't even hate or feel badly about it. In fact, I was all smiles seeing my transformation. 

Obviously, I went home and tried that dress on again. Round of applause for good decisions. I am absolutely in love with my hair short, I just don't wanna get carried away cause I'm already feeling like I should have gone shorter!