Life is short.
Break the rules,
Forgive quickly,
Kiss slowly,
Love truly,
Laugh uncontrollably,
And never regret anything that made you smile.
I got that in an e-mail from my Mommy, and I thought it was kind of cute and very true. Cliche, but true.
Oh man, I went on a mega shopping spree yesterday and now I cannot afford to live. hahaha. It was kind of ridiculous, but since I got 40% off at American Eagle I went a little nuts. THEN they didn't give me the full discount, so now I have to drive my ass back up to Sherway so they can fix it. SO annoying. But probably worth the extra $80 I'll save. And trust me...I need that $80. My mom then bought me stuff from the Gap and shoes from Aldo. I have to say that I'm soooo surprised she bought me anything because we're going to New York in May and apparently the hotels there in May cost an absolute fortune. Who knows, maybe we'll be sleeping on a park bench like she said. At least I'll look hot. hahaha.
ew, last night I fell asleep at like 9:45 on the couch watching figure skating with my mom. If I'm not the biggest loser ever I don't want to know who is. I was so tired I couldn't even keep my eyes open, it was ridiculous. I guess shopping and the gym takes a lot out of you. Wow, I lead a hard life. But grossest of all was that I fell asleep with my make-up still on. I HATE that. It's the grossest feeling ever when you wake up at like 4 in the morning and realize that it's still on there. It makes me feel like....what's that word? oh yes, a dried-out old prostitute that fell asleep on the curb. Yes that sounds about right.
So this morning after I washed my face, I used this peel-off mask because just washing my face after falling asleep in make-up isn't enough to make me feel clean. ick. So anyways, there I am peeling off this mask (which makes your face look soooo ridiculously shiny), which makes it look like your skin is melting off your face and I realized that someone other than my parents or Melissa is going to have to see me looking like this one day. I mean, unless I end up living alone with my multitude of cats (which is SO possible) then my future boyfriend/husband/pimp is going to have to see me looking like that. I wonder if there is going to come a point where it is SO normal to see your significant other looking like that that you don't even make fun of them. I think that might be a sad day.
I mean I have absolutely no problem about being seen without my make-up on. I mean, seriously, who cares? I learned long ago that if someone doesn't still love you when you have no make-up on that they aren't worth it. This was learned when my friend Ashleigh showed up at her boyfriend's house with no make-up and he was like, "EW, please go home, put make-up on and then come back. We'll catch the later movie." I mean, how awful is that?! And she didn't break up with him immediately. Shame on her. But I mean there is a big difference to me of being seen without make-up or washing your face and being seen pulling off an exfoliating mask which apparently is supposed to make my skin soft and smooth. I don't think I could handle that until at least five years of being together. And like, could I make a special section of the living quarters mine and he is not allowed to infiltrate?! Like, I don't think he'd like me walking in and catching him using my moisturizer or shaving his chest....or worse. EWWWWWWWWWW. I think the prospect of a section of house that is my own would be pretty sweet. Then I would never have to face questions like, "What does this do?" "Do you REALLY need four blush colours?" and "OH MY GOD! YOUR SKIN IS MELTING OFF!!!!". Which frankly would become annoying. Ah well, maybe this is one of those things where I'm just being weird and territorial and it's really no big deal. Who knows.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
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I like "break the rules" because whats the purpose of rules anyways? To control people? Then what happens to creativity and expression and human potential? It's reduced to some guidelines some old fart made sitting in a big leather chair behid a desk on the 22nd floor of an office with flourescent lighting.
And I like "forgive quickly" because I never have. For me, often forgiveness needs to be preceeded by on-the-knees begging, pleading and sucking up. It's a flaw I'm definately aware of and this served as a reminder, thank you.
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