Dreaming of life after the thesis while I sit here... typing, always typing. I'm looking into 2012 and I feel excited... a big year ahead. I'll be growing up. College is insanely difficult at the moment and I'll be finishing up this year. I can't help but think what life will be like after college.
Right now I dream of beautiful work spaces, fussy and frilly underwear, old-fashioned posters of not so old movies (Eckersley would be proud), the beautifully cute bows of Lola Dee, listening to the smokey and sultry sound of Lana Del Rey and, dressing like I was born in the wrong decade.