So yesterday was the first day of high school, the four worst years of my life (until college that is!) I never dress up for the first day of school too much, because I like to save my more flamboyant outfits for when I need them most.
Anyone who knows me knows that I’m hopeless with directions, I still have no idea how to get from my house to my school. Freshmen at our school have classes that are usually in one area, everyone I know has five or six classes there. I happen to have only two classes in the freshman center, the rest I only managed to get to by running and looking like I was about to bawl until someone guided me in the direction of my next class.
Other than that I guess it went well? I mean I caught some evil eye looks from sophmores who thought they were better than me, but 90% of them are my height anyways and dress similarly and I AM NOT INTIMIDATED BY PEOPLE WHO MATCH ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. Maybe my lipstick was a little too jarring? I held off and put away my red lipstick and cat eyes for another day (actually I wore it today, I can’t hold off for THAT long) and instead opted for a hot pink lip and simple eyeliner ( I felt a little basic now that I think about it) but it felt right, and I think I instilled fear into the hearts of the people, which is always the ideal aesthetic. I actually kinda like how my hair got progressively messier. I think it balanced out the lipstick and the little black bow that blends in my hair.
(Shirt ; Zara Trafaluc Collection, Pants ; Forever 21 , Shoes ; Express )
Does anyone have any actual first day horror stories or has my entire life been a lie?