Meet Gkathleen’s Backpack

My backpack is tan, and not a backpack at all. It is a purse that I loaned from my Mom. 

It fits multiple pretty notebooks that I got from Five Below, with pencil cases filled with pens that I stole from my older sister. My chargers stay at the bottom of the bag because of my lack of awareness when it comes to my smart-device-battery-usage. Multiple hair ties, chapstick, clips, safety pins and many more “just-in-case-items” wander throughout my purse, a habit of mine causing my family to dub me “Mary Poppins.” My keys are askew, not that I mind, since the vibrant colors always catch my eyes whenever I need them. 

My purse is home to everything that I need.