there's something traditionally classic about starbucks' black coffee. i can't stop thinking about color me rad. i hope some of my old friends would want to go with me. otherwise, i hope i can volunteer at the event. i'm trying to study for my final right now. the loud jazz music in starbucks is rocking with tanlines singing through my earbuds.

edit: so i ended up conversing with mo for about an hour at starbucks. she had her h&m interview today and i totally forgot! what a coinky dink because we were just talking about hanging out more yesterday after our yoga session. then i went to pluto's to grab a side salad to-go. after, i waited at crossroads for about an hour to see if they'd buy my old clothes. they bought five pieces. score.