My brain has reached the point where there is a dull throbbing at the front that is so strong I swear it has to be visible to anyone glancing at me. Not exactly a pleasant feeling. Luckily I have something to distract myself: the knowledge that my bank account is feeling just as much pain as my head.
Friday, spurred on by the fact that I have decided if I'm going to finish my year off and return to Waterloo to continue studies in Math, go to Mac for Business, UTM for Management, or UofT for Humanities, I decided that I would clear my mind the best way I knew how: shopping. Not that the intimate details of my relationship with Sherway need to be shared with everyone, but I can tell you that I ransacked h2o+, exchanged a horrible Abercrombie tshirt for my brother for a slightly less horrible, but still bad, pair of shorts, and treated myself to a Blackberry. You know, because everyone needs a Blackberry.
Yesterday was Recess. Matt had text messaged me and told me to go because he was hosting it and that he wanted to put me and my friends on guest list. So we went. I was impressed. As soon as it wasn't called a hop, the 14 year olds stopped going. Except for the one or two dancing with guys twice their age with half their brain cells, but those were easily ignored. The music was decent; techno song after techno song that could make you feel like you were high out of your mind even when you weren't.
Now I'm going to spend the rest of the weekend recuperating. My summer job starts Tuesday and I have a feeling it's going to break me. It was that, or have my bank account break me instead. I decided the ability to buy even more clothing pulls rank over my ability to walk. Really though, what's the point of walking if your outfit looks like crap while you do it?
Haha last night was good :-)
Last night was amazing. That's how I would describe it. I was surprised to see you there.
Shopping fixes everything.
The New Alyssa maxes out credit cards.
FUN. :)