Finally the Wellesley FAFSA deadline debacle has been settled and finals are over. I can relax.............just kidding...I've got another speech/debate competition to go to tomorrow - one that involves waking up at 6 am on a SATURDAY. Sometimes I wonder why I constantly shoot myself in the foot? I mean, those scar marks from the collagen fibers (sorry, Anatomy final yesterday, the material is apparently still stuck) are still pretty noticeable from the previous occurence of shooting myself in the foot. =_="

So in an attempt to begin moderately relaxing, my friends and I went to see Bride Wars - which, next to The Devil Wears Prada, has the best wardrobe for females. EVER. My gosh, I wish I were richer so I can buy more clothes and then end up with the hunger to buy more expensive gowns from Angel Sanchez and then finally in a debt so large, the U.S. won't have anything on me. Wtf is that even possible?

Oh, for some reason, I've got Lesley Roy's "Unbeautiful" stuck in my head. Goddamn these catchy pop tunes. I'm such a sell out. What's next? Reading The Clique and watching Grey's Anatomy during my spare time?

Ick.

I need some good 'ol She and Him and a night of reading We The Living to recover :)

Peace