Dress-down

I go to a school with a uniform. It's annoying. Incredibly annoying. I've gone to that school since the third grade (2 years after the school opened ... it's a K-8 school) and they've never had a dress down day. But this year, the 8th graders are amazingly well behaved ... and we rock. To say the VERY least. So, on the 40th day, they allowed 8th graders to wear whatever they wanted. It was cool to see everyone in their "regular" clothes. I wore a long, oversized black cardigan over skinny jeans and a cream colored tee, houndstooth ballet flats, and a simple skinny black headband. One of my really good friend, Jason, wore a fedora. And guess what? I love him for it. I officially love him. =]

That's all I can really think of right now, and I need to get to bed if I have any hopes of getting up tomorrow morning. I won't be on at all this weekend, because my mom and I are going to North Carolina over the weekend to see my cousin Christopher get married. I'll try to blog on Monday.

=] Have an amazing weekend. Thanks for reading. Goodnight.

Catherine.