not 2 kool 4 skool.

The splendid semester has once again begun.
*by splendid I mean...un-splendid*
har har har.

I am hoping to enjoy my classes more. The more positive attitude I have about it, the less bad it seems to be.

My wonderful James is really cute. He makes me laugh when I want to be a grumpy brat.
Thanks boyfriend.
He puts a big fat smile on my face.

I just realized how I keep jumping thoughts.

Try to keep up.

I am slightly addicted to Desperate Housewives.

I have mice in my ceiling.

I just recovered from a little something called torticollis.

My music teacher thinks he should be writer - thus he wrote his own textbook for our class. An inspiring love story between two college students professing their love through classical music education. However, I firmly believe Mr. I-Don't-Know-How-To-Use-Quotation-Marks-Correctly should really stick to music. And published textbooks.

I have fallen in love with an amazing accessory.





Isn't she a beaut?
I want her. What's the price you ask? $188. Ouch. Thus, tomorrow I am taking my papa with me to the store to find one more within the budget without sacrificing style of course. I cannot wait :)

Love,
Khyrie Tess - the (unashamed) sleazy show watcher