I didn't buy anything. I have $120 saved up and I intend to have that amount on Friday/Saturday when Madeliene and I go shopping at Northpark. I don't know what to get for these people. I don't celebrate Christmas myself...That would be Eid.
I really was only going to get ten dollar starbucks cards for Allie and Tiffini. So there's twenty gone. And then...I guess I have to buy Madeliene something because she's shopping with me, but I'll spend on myself for once. Ever since I got rid of Laura and all them, my life has gotten so much cheaper and stress free.
I think I'll go to the Juicy boutique and buy myself a necklace or up to Metropark and buy myself those gold Betsey hoops. Really, that's all I want. And a Disney Couture by Kidada wrap bracelet. The end.
Oh. Wait. They have a Marc Jacobs store and BCBG might be having a sale. And then I can just sort of walk into Barneys and drool all over the window display.
Of course, Maddie will be buying everything she can. I showed her some Lorraine Schwartz necklaces for $8,000 and she just stuck a sticker on the page they were in the Neiman Marcus catalog and moved on. It must be nice to be a surgeon's daughter...and looking like a model helps as well. I like that girl.
Tomorrow is Sunday School. There's almost no point in going anymore. I feel like I've learned everything there is to know about God and now I'm not allowed to go out for lunch with Rumsha. Sad really.
I have to write a 1500 word story from point of view of the opposite gender, compare Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead! to Waiting for Godot, and then read about 200 pages of European history. What is the point of this break? What is the point of anything?
The parties all got cancelled for tonight and I'm once again stuck with nothing to do. I will probably end up babysitting the sister or trying to entertain my cousin. I've run out of stuff to do. My aunt asked me what I did for fun and I said I went to Borders. Obviously I'm not the fun one in the family.
Do you ever feel like there's a billion different roles you're playing in life? There's school you, parents you, friends you, tourist you, etcetera. But what is the real you? I am trying to figure this out. I feel like you spend most of your life trying to fit in so much with different people that you loose sight of what is actually you and what you want yourself to be.
I say I like fashion. I read up on it's history, understand fabrics, enjoy how it can turn you into something else, the whole 'scene' of it.
But when dressing myself...I feel as if I don't care that much. Does that mean I hate it? I care about my appearance not necessarily the whole process of 'getting ready'. And what exactly are we getting ready for? Going out? Yes, but for who?
I don't know. This is why I got a Polyvore. So I could figure some of that out. A place where there are no reasons, just clothes. Even there I need to impress or have boxed myself in through RPG or stye contests.
Same with the music community. That's why I had to drop out of the street teams I was in. We weren't united by music anymore...it was all about who was getting more publicity, whether it was for the band or just themselves.
Oh well.
I'm going to go waste time. I wanted a Polyvore gadget but they don't work. If someone could help me?
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