what would you say...
I know it seems shallow...but this Friday I am going (and also am required to go) to a fashion career day. Hold up, that wasn't even
the shallow part. The shallow part is as such: I do not know what in the world to wear. Ideally, I would like to wear my blue Miss Sixty
plaid pants...but I have zero pairs of shoes that go with said pants. The pants are brown, white, and blue...I wonder if I wore a pink
shirt with pink shoes it would be alright. Something tells me that Thursday evening is going to consist of a lot of trying on of
dress/professional clothing. I have really nice black dress pants (and also gray) that I bought for like $6 at Kohl's...but they're so
drab, they're totally winter...and I don't want to look depressing, I want to look excited about finding a career.
I finished one of my longterm projects tonight...one of my store projects. I think it's supposed to be 14+ pages...I got 11 (well 12, but that's
only one sentence, that does not count!)...but I have 6 pages of visuals. I hope it suffices. It's hard to know what a teacher expects when the teacher
never gives you an outline of what they want. On top of that, we were never given a difinite due date. I felt inspired tonight because I came up with a
name...so I went ahead and completed it. Now I just have to take it to University Printing tomorrow and get it bound.
Today was nothing spectacular. It rained. I'm not big into rain when I have to walk around in it. I did grab my umbrella, so it wasn't too bad. Too bad
my umbrella is silver. It's a nicely shaped umbrella...but it's a dull silver. I don't know why, I just do not like it. I guess it's only saving grace is
that it's a Kenneth Cole umbrella. I ate lunch today with one of the kids from my German class. When I say "kid"...I mean "kid"...he's 20. He was in line
at Little Caesar's when I got there and since it was raining, I decided to eat lunch there and he joined me. Was kind of nice to sit around and bullshit
with someone I do not know very well.
It seems like that now it's coming down to crunch time...time is just wizzing by. At the beginning of the semester, I'd be done with school on
Tuesday and I'd be like...crap, there's three more school days! Now I think, "Shit! Tomorrow is Wednesday...already!" And I also have this horrible
new problem in which I chastize everyone in my head, "Nah, nah, I'm almost done, you still have to go to schoooooool!" It's a bitchy, mean thing to do...
but sometimes I'm just not a nice girl. And five years is enough. Well, technically four and a half...I took off that one semester (Fall 2000).
A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that Brad from Real World: San Diego is my favorite castmember ever. Tonight I decided that Brad needs his own
tv show. Reality tv show. Just Brad. It would be the most entertaining, meatheaded thing ever...and I would be addicted. I don't even think he's hot...I just
love listening to him talk. And the expressions on his face. Hahaha. Oh boy!
I just realized that before I ever even owned a pair of Miss Sixty jeans...I had Miss Sixty shoes. Maybe it isn't so strange...since I like shoes. Yeah, random
thought for this second.
I bet you were wondering..."what was one of the most interesting things to happen in Detroit today?" Well, lucky for you, there was some action.
An overpass on 75, that was under construction, was um, damaged. My dad found out
first, since he listens to the radio at work, and he called my mom to warn me (don't know why he didn't call me). So I got out of class to get a message relayed to
me from my paranoid parents to stay off of 75. The damage was done southbound...and while they closed down southbound 75, northbound was open. I was forewarned it was
"backed up" due to gawkers. I figured that waiting in gawker traffic was much more enjoyable than getting stopped for every freaking stoplight down Woodward...so
I "risked" it and took 75. There was gawker traffic...but only from like one or two exits before the accident. And after waiting [not too long] I was sort of curious myself,
so I got a decent look. Really sucks, though, because I can not take 75 for a couple of days (well, and no one else can either). I'm sure that couple of days will turn into a week
or four hundred.
