Thursday, Jul. 31, 2003 - 6:26 pm
Hey folks. Kind of in a pissy mood. I need to call NAU tomorrow to get a hold taken off of my records. Just for the record; I'm not driving two hours to go to Flagstaff so I can talk to someone for 10 fucking minutes to tell me 'yes, you choose the right classes'. Fuck that shit.
So I woke up (unwillingly) at 10am to go to Target to get a shower caddy and then to Wal*Mart to scrounge up some boxes. I know have the following things packed:
Books
CD's
Textbooks
Movies/DVD's
Trinkets/Candles
Suitcase/Purses
Halos/Etc.
All I have left to pack is my everyday stuff: TV/VCR, make-up/nailpolish, stereo, and clothes/shoes. Not bad huh? I only scored three boxes from Wal*Mart but my Tia Yolia (the picture stealer) came by earlier and she gave me like 4 more boxes. I've already filled 2 I still have two left. Woooo.
So I did the stupid thing at Wal*Mart; they had a bunch of scales out on display and my fat-ass stood on one and I about cried. I have gained like 10 pounds this summer and apparently being on a diet the last 5 weeks has not helped matters. Am I going to be doomed to a life of chubbiness? Not that there is anything wrong with that but I'm sick of looking for clothes and not finding shit in my size. Good thing there's a gym in my apartment.
So, not much else going on. My nails keep breaking and I feel like such a fucking girly girl because while talking to Kai last night I said 'damnit I broke a nail'. I stopped looked around and was like 'did I just say that'? Oh well; not much else going on so I'm going to jet. Later days.
CLOTHES: Tori Amos Shirt & Capris
MUSIC/TV: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
FEELING: Tired
Posted by FairyGurl
