Groundbreaking news of the day: I am not doing summer school after all. The university I was going to attend was too frustrating to deal with, where its annoying bureaucratic procedures got too often in the way. In the end, I decidedly to make do without it, because there is so much I wanted to do outside the classroom anyway. I think I am way too burnt out to be attending class again just two days after busting a gut and two kidneys studying for end of the year exams. Moreover for the first time in my life I have white hair growing amidst the folds of my jet black hair which I would like to attribute to stress more than anything.
So I have decided to be selfish and take a mental-health holiday by saying "to hell with summer school" to do things my way. Which of course includes eating pizza with prosciutto and arugula and drinking tea. I am also half way through The Pale King and things are looking pretty good so far. It was just a great wonderful languid day to rest and not worry about deadlines or things that need my immediate attention. I won't be too much of a sloth and I will get a some kind of summer job soon...next week. Fashion posting will resume shortly, ciao.