It happens every week, on Thursdays to be specific. I start dreaming of the weekend like it’s so far away when really it’s only a day till. I sit in class (I’m in summer school) and start daydreaming of what plans to make and where I’ll find myself on the days to follow. Getting my outfit together is a must for potential bar hoping or dinner with friends.
I’m always thinking about what to wear where. The one time I didn’t have my outfit ready for a night on the town with my good girlfriend Caresse, let’s just say she threatened to leave me if I wasn’t ready in 10mins. Oh! There was a chasing of the car and stop sign involved as part of the threat… You don’t even want to know about it. Needless to say. I learned my lesson and have my outfit for potential plans down packed and ready to go. Cheers to the almost weekend, I know you’re dreaming of it too.
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