No, my names not Gilligan, but let's go to an island

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(Even though its starting to get a bit nippy out)
You see, this not-blogging-daily thing has to stop.
I mean, what IS the point of blogging if I have feelings and thoughts that I don't put down every single day? What is the point of keeping a blog. And the excuse of "I'm too busy"...well its not an excuse, Hah. Filling my time filling college applications and searching for scholarships, oh and on top of that, HOMEWORK. splendid. So my time IS cut short, but I mean it doesn't always have to be an outfit post. I think I wanted my blog to start out that way, but I truly need to figure out the direction I want it to go now. Not necessarily to be successful, but just so my blog is what I want, and is what I'M happy looking at. You feel me? ...

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YES indeedy sir!It IS my senior year and I AM living up my last year of highschool. This week we had our pep rally and ALLL that good stuff. Spirit week, and the football game that led up to HOMECOMING!!! Sorry I was so busy dancing, the camera got sweaty and I'll have to upload the pics later =[. But heres my outfit from MIX MATCHED DAY! No I would not normally dress like this, but I love being creative with what I can come up with =]....



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How was your week/end? I truly would like to hear about it =]
<3 Nkongho

Gaga likes her meat RAW RAW aw aw aw

It was a great night. <3

I'll set you up against the stars

Oh, my new county dress code is TERRIBLE! Expecially since I had already brought ALL my back to school clothes. Let me fill you in on some of the policies:
1. No skinny jeans, or skinny pants
2. No sunglasses (to you this may not seem like a problem, but my school is built like a florida campus-outdoor lockers, hallways, ect.)
3. no scarves or dangly clothing
4. no skirts or shorts shorter than 3inches above the knee
5. No exposure of back and no chest exposure of any kind.
6. And the worst of all...absolutely no heels of ANY kind! NOOOO.

But I'm a rebel, so fully aware of the rules, I decided to break rule #5 and...I got sent to the office. SGA president sitting on the office bench...not a good look. But hey, you only live once. <3

this chaos, this calamity

What exactly IS a blogger? What exactly does a blogger do? Well they BLOG silly!...wait no...I don't know...what is BLOGGING? A dictionary definition won't help me now for I like to think of things in a logical sense. I guess I will define a blogger in terms of how I see it: A blogger is one who puts their everyday life into writing and pictures, with some inspiration on the side for others to view.
Well this definition of mine may change, I'm only in highschool and I believe I have a few more things to learn, experience, taste and feel before I can become an efficient blogger. What is YOUR definition?

While I was figuring out what a true blogger was, I was also D.I.Ying ANOTHER tshirt with my best friend (see other shirt in latter post). Our challenge was creating a motto that signified US as individuals. Of course, as always, it was hard for me to just choose one word, so I came up with the phrase "I am NOT afraid." And I will try my DARNDEST to live up to that this school year...by the way school starts in 4 days...oh wankers.


















Today I went the the MVA to take my permit test and for some reason it was cold outside so I decided to wear my levis, A Charlotte Russe military blazer and a hot pink Roxy shirt with gladiators...yes very random but I guess I was so nervous about the test that I didnt think. And drumroll... I passed my test!...but this was only after the long process of showing my original birth certificate and proof of citizenship since I was not born in the states. Oh my, things are changing!






To celebrate my passing the permit test, me and mommy went thrifting. I found these really niftly Lauren by Ralph Lauren pants I sewed into skinnies, and gold necklace. I always emphasize that I'd much rather go thrifting than shop in a regular store because of the great original finds you can get that no one else has =]

litte red bag.

You know how your grandma passes something down to you that you think is ugly, and you store it away? But then a couple years go by and as youre rummaging through some old stuff you see that thing and youre like "Hey, I wonder why I ever threw this away, it looks pretty cool?!"
Well thats how I feel about this teeny tiny bag I found in my BASEMENT today. In a BOX! ugh poor thing needed to be dusted off and needed some love =]

It will all be worth it in the end.

Ahh I sure hope so...

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Well even between the studying, I did NOT forget that it was summer. And more summertime = D.I.Ys! This is the time when you and your best friend go sit in the grass and spray some paint all over an old v neck tee, just because. Just because its summer and nothing makes sense =]