Well, I thought I’d have all these interesting stories to tell you all. But the only interesting things that happened today were that I did my laundry, went to Stats, showered (that is interesting, actually. My hair is so long washing it takes a good fifteen minutes), nearly watched my Stats prof pass out, and put on make up. The sad thing is that me actually putting an effort into my appearance other than brushing my teeth and stuff like that IS an excited thing. Friend popped into visit the apartment before we go out for friend 2’s birthday in about half an hour and said “Oh my GOD what’s the occasion? You have makeup on and look HOT! Where were you going today?”
This is me, realizing that putting on makeup (just the basics, mascara, tiny eyeliner and powder), cute clothes. and brushing out my hair now means that I’m going somewhere important.
Today, I finally did one of those pinterest work outs I have pinned in a fit of “I gotta get back in shape!.” It’s called the Brazilian Butt Workout and IT HURT. Not terribly, but ouch. Mainly my knee. May have to get that checked out again. It mainly sucks because there’s not even a guy making me weak in the knees, then it’d be semi-acceptable. But nooooo. Naps make me weak in the knees.
The other semi-interesting thing I have to report is I went (again for Theater. I think I have a 200% in that class now, and if I don’t I will find the professor and yell monologues at him until I do) and volunteered in the Set shop. So I painted things. Which is slightly ironic because not this summer, but the two before it I painted house semi-ish-prrrrrrofessionally (rolled r). All the ones I worked on turned out beautiful, that’s all I’ve gots to say about thats. But I did get paint all over my face and self so I guess I’m out of practice.
Alright, I’d better start looking for the perfect combination of clothes for tonight. Friend and I had a great deal of confused exchanges about what exactly we should be wearing to friend 2’s dinner out. It went like this:
Me: So is it formal?
Friend: I don’t really know. She said casual formal.
Me: Sooo dresses with flats? Jeans with heels?
Friend: Something like that, I think. I’m wearing my dress with flats.
Me: Okay, I’ll do my jeans and heels? But I have these huge ass blisters…(shows)
Friend: EWWWWWW.
Me: I KNOW RIGHT?!
Friend: Wear flats.
Me: But then what do I do?
Friend: WEAR YOUR BLAZER I LOVE THAT BLAZER.
Me: Oooookay.
Friend: I’ve gotta go, see you soon! (leaves)
Me: What just happened here?
Silence.
B: You wanna go with me to Big 5?
Me: Umm, I have the dinner thing. What’s at Big 5?
B: Shoes for running (I didn’t quite catch the first thing) and socks.
Me: Socks?
B: Yeah, I figured that’d be the best place in town to get them.
She’s totally right. B, remind me to get fudgesicles.
Oh wait. She doesn’t know this exists. Damn. Okay, you all remind me to get fudgesicles while I spend the next 20 minutes figuring out what to wear and redoing my hair and make up. I look like I just rolled outta bed. I’m sure friend 2 would be okay with this, but I already promised friend 1 and she may kill me if I don’t put in effort.
I’ll post food pics from the place. That counts right?
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