Bought
something from American Eagle for the first time ever yesterday. It was a pair of jeans.
The whole vanity sizing thing in that store is ridiculous, btw. I’m usually a 4, but sometimes a 6, and the closest thing that came to fitting me was a size 2. A TWO?! That’s just lying to me, ffs.
Also, getting the keys to the bf’s and my future townhouse on freitag. Scary/exciting/omgweneedfurniture
Also, to graduate early or not to graduate early? That is the question.
