Okay, so today I don't hate my body as much as I did yesterday. Wow was I depressed yesterday. I just get super moody and bleh during my PMS times. It really sucks because I know it's the PMS and it's NOT me, but I can't help myself out of the slump. I just have to sit there and suffer through it. Stupid BODY. I swear. Anyway.
So I didn't go to the gym today because Ty had some banquet and Brian wanted to play basketball. So instead I went to the city and went shopping for a new swimsuit for Vegas! I tried a LOT of stores... Pac Sun, H&M, JCrew, Bloomie's, Quicksilver, Zara (a store that doesn't even carry swimwear), and FINALLY Macy's. Macy's actually had the BEST swimsuit selection!! They had a LOOOT of swimsuits. I tried on a few different ones... and the one I liked best of COURSE was the most expensive one that I've tried on. There were some bling bling Burberry suits at Bloomie's that were like $200 and I had to walk away from those. But the one I settled on was a really cute navy Hurley swimsuit with some heart patches on the top and on the butt part it says "Love to Love You." I'm not really sure how I feel about the butt writing part, but whatever. It's a pretty cute suit.
Anyway, after I bought the suit it was already like 8:55 pm and I wanted to try to make it Boudin's downstairs. And of course, they closed. So I just cabbed it back home to catch Grey's even though I missed it last week. And instead of delicious bread bowl clam chowder, I had beef soup with two pieces of cheese toast and apple juice. Still pretty delicious (and substantially cheaper than Boudin's). Perhaps I'll have Boudin's @ Stonestown mall this weekend, I need a pedicure and an eyebrow wax anyway.
I guess that's the end of my post. Oh wait, on a more depressing thought, today I was wondering if it's worse to be the best of the worst or the worst of the best? I was remembering back in high school when I was in AP English junior year. And I was pretty much retarded. All I got were C's and I couldn't really keep up with everyone. So after I switched back to regular English, I was way ahead of everyone else. I felt like a genius. Fast forward a few years, and I was enrolled at Pasadena City College. Again, I felt really smart (well in most classes) and I was happy being in school. I actually enjoyed going to class and learning new things. Then after I transferred to UCLA, I felt like an idiot again. I felt like I was struggling and was really unhappy academically. I feel like I'm the type of person that is easy to forget... I'm nice and kind of funny or whatever, but I'm not anything special. So I think I've come to the conclusion that I am only ordinary. It's kind of depressing to realize that you're not extraordinary. Hm. Sorry if this is a downer or whatever, but I was thinking about it on the way to work and I felt like I needed to get it off my chest.
Things I bought:
Macy's - Hurley swimsuit: top $50, bottoms $52
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