| | Why. Why is it so ridiculously hot.
Yesterday reached 80 degrees, max, but today is sweat-like-a-pig, brain-shrivel-up type of weather. Twenty more degrees makes a huge difference.
I went to a pointless college fair. There weren't many schools I was interested in; then again, maybe it's just because I'm completely jaded and have little interest in my future anyway.
(It's the heat. It's the heat that's pressing down on me, slowly squishing all the common sense and optimism I had this morning.)
I stopped at a flashy booth advertising fashion majors, which appeals to my shamelessly gaudy side. That is to say, I love fashion (and cringe as I step into a long line of similarly gushy teenagers), and yet I am caught by these flashy, ridiculous, and quite hideous posters.
The two representatives were old. One was a grandma with hastily hidden roots and a droopy mouth smothered with bright pink lipstick. The other was a false blonde with a melting complexion; her face must have been injected again and again and again, and her skin, clogged with what looked like liquid foundation, seemed tired.
What
shall I do? |
| | Posted 4/19/2009 3:55 PM - 4 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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