This Is Not an Apology

" You're such a chick, it makes me feel like a dude. My finger's up, I've had enough. You're going down, so say goodbye to us. This is not apology. I never will be that  girl who says sorry. And you should have known right from the start I needed a hero, and I got zero. So pack your bags and take your broken heart." -- Bea Miller

  At this current moment this is the song I am obsessed with. For some reason this song triggered old feelings of person I used to know. Anyways I started this blog in a different way, the reason is because I feel like I always use the same title A Daily Dose of Ginny. So in this blog we are just going to do a little catching up. The time it is now is 10:32 PM... I will be back going to shower and finish this blog. :)

Hello I am back, and it is 11:34.. So let's get to the fun part and talk about myself. First of all I am super busy with school, and focusing on the prize I will succeed in and live the life I've always wanted. Anyways not much just adjusting going to a university and community college. Just have tons of homework, and lots of readings from textbooks. My volunteering is okay, just getting used to the new EMR is making it okay.

Today at school was so weird... I was walking to the shuttles. This random guy like tried grabbing my hand.. let me put it out there I know the difference between accidentally touching someone's hand when walking... but I felt a grab on my hand. It was so weird in my head I was like what the hell are you trying to do creep?!

Today I was having wardrobe problems. The reason why is because I wore a pink v-neck shirt and underneath a black v-neck cami. My boobs were like popping out and showing a lot. This has never happened to me, so this entire day from 8 in the morning til' 2 in the afternoon I was lifting my cami every 10 minutes. The only reason I know I was showing too much this guy in my class was sitting in a desk the left side of me and when I turned his away he just smiled at me. Then 5 minutes later I caught him looking right at them. I was so embarrassed, and I was like no wonder why he smiled at me. I was like dang need to cover them up.

So last week I turned 22 years old. This was my birthday look for the day. I was wearing some Mac Matte Lipstick, and some Tarte Bronzer. Okay I need to stop this sounds like I am going to start a make-up review. For my birthday I had a small gathering that was with my family and my closest friends. I enjoyed myself, even at the end my friend and I were on a table dancing to Something New by Girls Aloud. 

Anyways I am going to sleep, tomorrow I have to go to the salon to retouch up my roots and go to target to shop a little. So nanite, and by the time you guys will probably see is the next day so Hello and Bye.

-- Ginny XO