I want new clothes!  I also [unfortunately] want to lose weight.  Wait, no, better not say that or I risk getting a bunch of scolding comments.  Here, how’s this:  I want to tone up.  Same thing.  All about the euphemisms.  Anyway, my reason behind said desires is the glorious LOOKBOOK.  Which coincidentally is teeming with gorgeously thin girls wearing gorgeously posh clothes.  I wish I desired to be a fat ass.  Nope, gottta make it difficult on myself.

God, I just read back over what I wrote.  How shallow am I?

Anyway, hm what is new with me?  Pretty much just school [*flings self off cliff*] and lurking on the interwebz [*catches hold of a branch on the way down*].  I’m just trying to have things to look forward to.  It’s not complete and total numbness.  Just a little detachment, I suppose.  I have my birthday in a matter of weeks.  17.  I am frackin’ old, ew.  Then the Paper Towns signing [insert squee].  And at the end of October I am going to New York City, the love of my life, to visit NYU, the potential love of my life, and Columbia, the back-up potential love of my life.  Plus, I’ll be staying with my childhood second half who I haven’t seen in ages.  AND I get to spend the night in my cousin’s dorm on Staten Island one night.  AND I might possibly see Equus with Daniel.  AND I get to meet Sarah!  GAH!  Oh, and hopefully in December I will get to go up to Montreal to visit McGill and meet the final love of my life, Shaw-neeners.  Writing this all out makes me even more excited!

Now, I may just go do something possibly crafty.  And not evil crafty, but like glue and macaroni.  And scissors.  And sparkles.  Got it?  Also, might be vain and go through my Urban Outfitters wish list.  Feel free to contribute to my wardrobe.

You know, maybe I just need to do laundry.  I need some more intrigue in my life.