




Today I’m part circus girl, part depressed ballerina. And you would not BELIEVE how much crap I got at school for wearing a tutu. I mean, I don’t care, and it doesn’t bother me, but it’s kind of funny when people are like “….WHAT are you wearing?”
This time I got made fun of (good-naturedly) by my friends, random kids in class (mostly boys…philistines) and the social studies department head. Wow. In a way, this is my most successful outfit yet, because I’ve managed to infuriate and confuse such a large number of people in one day. :)

Cute. :)