My amazing day

Feb 15, 2006 20:26

Doesn't that subject heading sound like an essay you have to write in grade 6? Well, it's not, so don't even waste your breath commenting on that. I'm in university you bastards.

I'm in Phoenix for those of you who don't know, and it's going quite swimmingly. Today ruled. I'll tell you why.

1-I watched a WONDERFUL program on MTV called "There and Back." Meesh, if you're reading this PAY ATTENTION! It is a reality series documenting former O-Town star (and I use the term "star" rather loosely) trying to make a come back (and I use the term "come back" loosely) into the music business. it is the most amazing piece of shit I have ever seen. He has a new girlfriend (well, not the same one he was with during "Making the Band"... that was Shelly, she wore go-go boots... he's with Tiffany now, she looks like that Evanessence chick) I saw two very pivotal episodes. The first was when Tiff (as they call her) had their baby and the second when he proposed to her.

2-I bought an iPod!!!!! My Grandma had a $50 gift card for Best Buy, so I basically got the iPod for $275 US... which is a bit over $300 Canadian, I do believe. It is black, and sexy and I caress it a lot. It has 4 games on it, they are fun. I can't wait to put all my rockin tunes on it.

3-Yesterday, the car behind us and to the right was blaring, and I mean BLARING Simple Plan. The guy looked about my age. What a tool.

4- I ate at a restaurant called "My Big Fat Greek Restaurant." I know why it's called that. I am now big and fat. I am seriously becoming obese so fast. I may die.

5- I went to this really ritzy jean store today. they had a shirt that said "guilt. it's a jewish thing. (you wouldn't understand)." and another one that said "hebrew school drop out." But that's not the point. The point is that NONE of the jeans fit me. Apparently, if you want to buy chic, designer jeans you must not have any hips. I couldn't even feel too depressed about it, it just kind of amused me, that the new "it" look for girls is to look like a pre-pubescent boy.

6- My grandma asked me to describe to her what "emote" was. I told her that, like I told my mom, it is called "emo." She asked me to explain the style to her. I must not have done a very good job because she kept seeing people with longish bangs and saying "there's an emo."

That was my amazing day. Tomorrow, I will sit by the pool, go buy jeans (if i can find any to fit) and have a nap. Then we will probably go to a restaurant and i'll continue my descent into obesity. I'm looking forward to it.

I miss everyone a lot. I can't wait to see you guys, but it's sunny here, so i'm not shedding too many tears. So far, no food poisining, no hospital, and (fingers crossed) no missing my flight home.
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