For You Non-Believers!

This week I missed my house. I also missed one of my ex-boyfriends, who was convinced I was his emotional yo yo. Last but not least, I ate Circus Peanuts for dinner with a diet Orange soda...
HEY! Don't judge me, every effort of zero calories counts.

So when you wake up thinking of that ex...


 I am aware this is not my ex, but according to this framed photo on my desk at school, it could be.



When you spend your afternoon fantasizing about candy...

 Dinner should always be color coordinated.

And when you cry on the way to your apartment about your previously owned (poorly built) home...




...let me just say that could be PMS!