What it says on the bathroom wall

I'm that person who was never ever popular in high school or middle school. I was sort of the dorky loser who palled around with the other dorky losers and who no one had any interest in whatsoever. I always sort of yearned to have some ridiculous rumour about me spread like wildfire down the hallway during passing time. That was never the case. No one could care less about me, even when I started dating one of the more popular boys in school. Since I left high school after 10th grade to start college, I completely missed out on a good two years of gossip, bad school dances, and lunch room pranks. To fill this void, I've been doing two things. One is watching high school movies, like Sixteen Candles, Heathers, Pretty in Pink, Clueless, etc.   The second way is at work. I swear, the place I work is more like a high school. There's so much bad gossip and so many outlandish rumours that float around there. There's a lot of inter-department dating and questionable pregnancies. When I left for Europe in 2011, I tried to convince a coworker to spread the rumour that I was pregnant and my parents shipped me off to a convent to have the child. That rumour didn't go anywhere. I've since pretty much given up hope...   In an attempt to be thought of, I started writing "I love Chloe" on all the boxes at work. We each carry a different box with us each day and we share them from day to day. My graffiti is now on 4 boxes. I've been writing it because a) I'm a dork and b) I want my co-workers to see it and think to themselves, "Oh yeah, I do love Chloe!" and then be lost in thought about me for the rest of their shift. It's a little bit devious.   I also had a manager wave me over today to gush, "I know who has a crush on you!" I guessed immediately (she gives obvious clues) and then was asked out by said boy as I left work. It really is like high school there sometimes, I swear.   One thing that is different: I no longer dress like I'm in high school! When I walked into class the other day, a boy said to me, "Is it really warmer to wear tights?" Nope, I said...you just have to layer up on top so all your body heat can be concentrated in your legs. But it's worth it to not have to wear pants. It was 34°F the other day so I decided it would be alright to wear shorts (I won't if it's much below that), as long as I bundled up on top. I wore MinkPink shorts that I picked up from ModCloth a couple of years ago, paired with a polka dot top from Lalamagic, a thrift store sweater, a cardigan from a church sale, and Doc Martens. I was so toasty warm on top that I barely even noticed that my legs were a bit numb. All in all, an outfit success.   Moses also came out with me (he looovvvveeesss me) and wanted to be in some photos. He was a bit dopey and this was the best one. It also shows off the runs in my stockings, which I wasn't aware were there...   Anyways, this is a short post because I'm exhausted. The count down is on: 8 days, 4 presentations, 5 final essays (2 in French), 3 final exams, 1 production. I'm going to be exhausted. Wish me luck, and best of luck to all those also in the same boat as me. Keep warm and study hard xx