Short story; when I got home for Christmas my mother came in and asked me if I had taken a Zara...
Short story; when I got home for Christmas my mother came in and asked me if I had taken a Zara bag back with me when I left after the summer. Naturally, I had absolutely no idea what she was on about. She told me that she had hidden it in my closet and couldn't find it. Literally looked inside for half a second and found it. I didn't look because you know, Christmas, but I was kind of excited to see nonetheless.
I'm nearly finished university now (which is scaring the holy hell out of me) and I starting to think about jobs and how I'll make money in the future.
Of course, my parents were two steps ahead of me with that. For Christmas they got me this blazer telling me it was for my 'job interviews'. I don't have the heart to tell them that I think going to a job interview in this would probably be selling them something they won't get. Surely, they know that know!
Either way, I've grown to like it more and more. Although, its getting too small now. I guess that's the downside of going to the gym.