I think I'm turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese, I really think so

as if turning purple wasn't enough! Now I'm a BOY! oh yes. a boy. with amazing fashion sense nonetheless.

and fuckaduck, I can't go to Maryland like this! this...could really be a problem.

but I can go shopping. and I will go shopping! because what is the point of genderswitchingmayhem if I cannot use it as an excuse to shop? retail therapy for teh win!

two posts in one day, whodathunk?

of course, being that this is my life, it is finals week. and I'm not quite me. I can't very well say to my professors that "oops, I turned into a guy, lemme take the tests anyways."

so. I'm missing finals. Which means I've most likely just failed two classes. Jean? You wanna be all doctory and send my professors notes saying I'm on my deathbed and let me make up the tests later?

I think now would be a good time to check the status of the application I sent in to NYU for a transfer...

retail therapy does not make failing classes any easier. although I do look snazzy now.