Blouse: Thrifted Jeans: Vigoss Blazer: Hawaii Shoes: Target Necklace: F21
Guh. Back to reality, and it hit me like a rock. This week I'm back to all of the unpacking and work and then next week...dun dun dun...school. But alas! It's my last semester!!! Time for as much procrastinating and getting by as I can muster right...I mean right?! I hear that's how this last semester thing goes but I've never really done this before so I'll just be as much of a slacker as I can, just to fit in of course.
Oh also. I thought I'd share a little diddy that went down while me and Sir Matt were strolling on the beach.
Sir Matt: "Sarah, don't you think we're just a couple a' poops."
Sir Matt: "Yeah we're just a couple of poops sitting on the beach....shining in the sun."
Me: "Like stinky poops? I don't get it."
Sir Matt: "You know, like peas in a pod...we're a couple a' poops!"
Me: "uhhhh...yeah sure I guess."
Sir Matt: "In case you wanted to know we'd be brown poops not white. The two of us."
Me: "Yeah we're not weird bird poop, just the regular kind!"
Sir Matt puts his arm around me.
Sir Matt: "Me and you, a couple a' poops!"
So after that every once in a while Matt would turn to me and say, "Are you and me a couple a poops or what?" and I'd give him a little nod. Who would have thought a bowel movement could ever ever be considered a term of endearment.
Weird. I know. But we are what we are. A couple a' poops.