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9 more days til h&m opens. apparently there's gonna be TWO stores opening downtown, and with different stuff. Just like what Pavla said is in nyc!
right now i am preparing mental exercises to strengthen my will-power when the doors open and i am going to be weaving through clothes racks and shelves, dodging other people furiously shopping, grape-vining my way through piles of mussed up clothes, rushing through downtown crowds on union square to the other store, and fighting with other customers who happened to grab the same shirt (how dare they?!) i did at the same time! woo-hoo! ok i'm kidding. but hey it's fun to be excited about stupid things.
also, i'm studying for the mcat again. but this time, it's only because i think i might be offered a position to teach it. oh it sucks, yeah, but they PAY well. *crossing my fingers*
then it's the gym: must lose philadelphia cheese steak weight from 2 weeks ago, PLUS to get ready for shopping (see above).
then swing-dancing til my legs feel like jelly and i can barely hit the gas-pedal to drive home. i am going to rock that Charleston so hard i will light the floors on fire a la The Adams Family movie when Gomez tangos with Morticia...
ok not really- i look like an idiot trying to dance. but no one will care when everyone's drunk enough.
... and THIS time. I am going to wear dance-pants/boy shorts underneath my skirt. last time i lucked out in that my skirt didn't flare up tooooo high.
right now i am preparing mental exercises to strengthen my will-power when the doors open and i am going to be weaving through clothes racks and shelves, dodging other people furiously shopping, grape-vining my way through piles of mussed up clothes, rushing through downtown crowds on union square to the other store, and fighting with other customers who happened to grab the same shirt (how dare they?!) i did at the same time! woo-hoo! ok i'm kidding. but hey it's fun to be excited about stupid things.
also, i'm studying for the mcat again. but this time, it's only because i think i might be offered a position to teach it. oh it sucks, yeah, but they PAY well. *crossing my fingers*
then it's the gym: must lose philadelphia cheese steak weight from 2 weeks ago, PLUS to get ready for shopping (see above).
then swing-dancing til my legs feel like jelly and i can barely hit the gas-pedal to drive home. i am going to rock that Charleston so hard i will light the floors on fire a la The Adams Family movie when Gomez tangos with Morticia...
ok not really- i look like an idiot trying to dance. but no one will care when everyone's drunk enough.
... and THIS time. I am going to wear dance-pants/boy shorts underneath my skirt. last time i lucked out in that my skirt didn't flare up tooooo high.