Last Day of Freedom

I don't know why this picture came out so small...

Top: Stolen from my brother and printed on by me

Sweatshirt/coat: Old Navy

Leggings: Target

Motorcycle boots: Charles Albert

Bag: Vintage; covered with vintage protest pins and a pin with Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp..mmm)

It was cool enough this morning for me to wear some of the cold weather clothing I've accumulated. I went out to breakfast at an old-school diner to savor my last day of freedom - school starts tomorrow! (I don't know how this will effect the frequency of posting...) To express my sullen feeling toward starting school while I'm still very sick, I dressed like I was protesting something. Or at least that's what a stranger would think I was doing til they realized my shirt didn't sport a political message. Oh well. I tramped around in my motorcycle boots feeling badass and smiled at the waitress when she complimented by glasses and obvious love of Weetzie Bat.

I have aproximately 580 pages of a tedious book to finish for tomorrow, so you won't be seeing much of me today. I think I hate my Medieval Literature teacher already. Although I hate Ken Follett more. I realize he's supposed to be a great author and all, but The Pillars of the Earth is just not doing it for me.