So if you follow me on twitter/instagram, you probably seen me ranting about my desire to go back to school. Not medical related at all. But belly related aka Pastry School.
I ranted like this: So tempted to sell my possessions and go to Pastry School.
Then I got a reply...
So I was like, uh stalker much? But it's so cool though. I tweeted back and got this in the email,
Kinda cool. The school looks legit, but tuition is killer. But my heart yearns for it. Damn. They only have two schools, one in NYC (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and the other in Silicon Valley, CA.
I do have some stuffs that I want to sell. I have some vintage dresses that don't fit anymore (thanks to my ginormous appetite and foodie hangouts with the Pillow). I used to sell via ebay so tweeted, "i think on my day off (if i ever have one!), i'm gonna start snappin pictures of my possessions and sell them on ebay. Hmmm..."
Then later on, I checked my little blue bird and saw this...
uh, stalker much? But I did it anyways.
Hence this.
click on the banner and you'll be directed to my eBay page. For realz.
This whole selling my crap thing was so much inspired by Mish and Melissa. Mish sold her stuff because she's so awesome and traveling the world with her Boo, V-Dizzle. Melissa is selling stuff (personal and her own handmade) because she wants to move to another apt.
They have a reason. My reason is I want to go back to school. Pastry School. I have found my passion. I do love saving lives and being a nurse, but I can't picture myself doing that for the rest of my life. I'd rather be in a kitchen covered in flour, face smeared with egg whites, and shoes filled with sugar. You get the gist.
I want to own a chef hat and jacket in Teal. Legit.
