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Hey there everyone. Sorry about the serious lack of posting lately. My only excuse is that absolutely NOTHING is going on with me right now. My summer has been so excruciatingly boring that I want to rip out my brain stem, feed it to a piranha, and then replace a stalk of celery in my head. And I don't even like celery! Today I broke the mold--I went shopping! I'm sure anyone who reads this blog is like, "Yay! I LOVE TO SHOP! WHAT'D YOU GET?!?!?" Sorry, again. I got...a pair of shoes. And I didn't even want them to begin with. Everything I looked at today was either way out of my price range, completely horrendous, or just...no. I took some pictures out of boredom. First, this is a dress I tried on. I thought it was really cute (in a retro sort of way) but I didn't like that it made me look sort of pregnant. I'M NOT. It was $50, so it was a little out of my price range considering I was only carrying $10 all day. My mom had to listen to my younger si...

Oh Lord. I. Can't. Drive. For. Shit. Today I went driving with my Dad. (Happy Daddy's Day, btw.) We went out to Borders (they own my soul--$45 for 3 books!!!! It's insane.) and then I drove on the highway. This was like my...3rd time on the highway? Yeah, something like that. Merging is a pain in the ass, honestly. I was trying, I swear! But it was stupid. I had people behind me, beside me, in front of me...so when I went to merge, I cut three people off. Horns were blaring, tires were screeching...even a dude on a Harley flicked me off. (Which again, big armed dude, I'm sorry!) What can I say? I'm a new driver. I was yelling that out the window at the people that flicked me off. Normally I would've flipped them the bird right back--that is, if I was a passenger. But when I'm a driver--it's like 10 & 2, and I'm a nervous wreck to begin with. I hate driving. It only succeeds in raising my stress levels. Sorry for raising your blood pressure, Dad. ...