Jun 21, 2008 02:38
Regret is a feeling I always assumed was best left out of life in general. You cannot change the past, you can only build from it, yada yada yada. So bam! Out of no where an unavoidable amount of it hits me like a ton of bricks and being that I've always chosen not to entertain such emotions I've no idea how to deal with it. Keeping a bottle of whiskey around seems to help, though. But good god what whiskey does to a girl's figure. And how I hate sentences that begin with, "If only I had..." Someone please guillotine me now. (What? I want to go out by guillotine. To each his/her own, right?)
Apart from that, only 12 days until I leave for New York so I'm officially at less than 2 weeks to A: see Brendan, and B: save money. It's my first big trip ever so I want to go all out! I even bought some new clothes! For those of you who really know me, you know how I hate clothes shopping. This is pretty serious.
So is it weird that I am suddenly all about this Amy Winehouse record? It's really freakin' good. Her voice is a bit harsh but she's incredibly honest. Not to mention she makes me want to dance.
Ok, so I need new glasses with bifocals. Yes, that's right. Not even 25 yet and I need bifocals. I priced some sunglasses and Lens Crafters wanted $415 and that's on sale. Without the sale price they're close to $700! So I don't even want to know how much the regular glasses will be. Why do my eyeballs have to suck so hard? Hopefully Lasek will come through this time around.
Blergh...I want to punch something...