October 9, 2011

  • Mail Packages Makes Me Ridiculously Happy

    Text book and acne.org orders 

    So this is what $200 looks like. It might not seem a lot to some but I'm a struggling college student. It almost made me faint having to pay for this. But you have to do what you have to do right?

    I'm not one to be impatient when it comes to waiting for things I've purchased online to come. I actually usually overestimate the expected time of arrival by about 2 weeks just so I don't sit in front of my door waiting for the mailman to come. Anyway, as soon as I received my item, I just forget the ridiculous amount I've had to shed to acquire them and just live in contentment. 

    FRIDAY:

     Got out of class early. Finally able to get my hair redone. 

    This whole process took over 4 hours since my hair is relatively thick. I was opting for bigger/looser curls but I just gave up since the woman is super persuasive and I'm a push over like that. Honestly, I was somewhat agitated and flustered, I understand that it was a school and it was students that were working on me (yes, I know, I risk potential screw ups but like I said, I'm a struggling college student) but that part is completely understandable to me since my school operate the same way, the thing that was starting to get to me is they did not communicate in English since all of the students were --presumably-- East Indian. Normally, I wouldn't mind but it was obvious that their discussion was revolving around my hair etc *sigh* so I just sat and gritted my teeth for a while then turn to my book for comfort. 

    An hour or so when I was already seated, MF shows up to get her hair done. The funny thing is, they just complied to  what they want without much fuss. I'd warned her that she'll be shocked when she sees her hair, though I also reassure her that after a while the perm will settle and it'll look nice. I remember the same shock feeling I had the first time I had my hair permed. I almost cried on the spot. Girls and vanity right?

    Yeahp,  that's how curly my hair is now. It's ridiculous! I look Asian featured Mexican.  I'll just wait a couple of weeks before complaining. 

    After a very butt-hurting afternoon, MF and I went to Charlie Hamilton  pub just behind the salon/school. As the picture depicts, it wasn't that busy, until later on when older people started showing. It quickly reminded me of our clubbing debauchery up in Penticton a while back. Then it suddenly dawned on me that we were doing it completely wrong. At our age, we are supposed to be hanging out in clubs then as we got more mature, we are supposed to work our way to lounges, bar then pubs. Well, we bypassed the clubbing stage and went straight to pubs. 

     

    Fish and Chips and Caesars

    We weren't really left with any choice but order Caesar, since apparently pub now-a-days do not carry drink menus and costumers are supposed to know what to have. Can I just say that I have been to a few pubs and all of them had drink menus.  I guess this was a complete give away to the waitress that we don't drink; she wasted no time pointing it out. Though surprisingly we did not get ID'd, actually I haven't been getting ID'd lately. Why does that depress me?

     

    SATURDAY

      

    I hanged out with the parents on Saturday. I like hanging out with them since it usually means free stuff/food. First stop was getting eye exams for the three of us. I switched eye doctors and the one I had Saturday was young and more upbeat which I appreciated. My prescription isn't as bad as others but it has gotten worst for me. I've only started wearing glasses my last year of high school and it went from -1.00 something to this. 

    Next stop was food court!!! "Is it wrong to undress a poutine with your eyes?" 

    Parents were even thought me how to gamble. The notion that I can already legally do this is still bizarre to me. I think I'm too much of a cynic to believe that I will ever win a substantial amount of money from these. I just don't have any luck at all. 

    Ice cream for the road

    On our way to the other side of the mall, we met a Tito I haven't seen in years. It's strange since we don't live very far away from each other, but the last time I saw him I must have been 15-16.

    When we got home, I was asked to walk Aso, it was raining and I didn't want him getting overly wet, he didn't have any rain coat so I had to improvise. 

       

    He looked cute and funny. Then we walked out and I noticed him not stopping to pee, then I realize he's been peeing all along inside the bag, so I had to tear it off shockedstunnedsurprised

    Now to get ready to have Wings dinner with the girls. BRB

     

    -Elle Are Emm