So I went to see HP in IMAX last night all the way in Manchester. Bought my $17 tickets ahead of time online for me and two friends. After some delicious Pepe's (okay not the REAL real thing, but still... the real thing) we find our seats and OF COURSE...the IMAX projector was broken. AWESOME. So since I've been working hard to go with the flow and not be so uptight/crazily scheduled, I wasn't even that upset. We saw regular HP for no additional charge & got a free ticket to use some other time. So eh, not a total loss.. but still, went ALL THE WAY TO MANCHESTER when the mall is 7 minutes from home. Oh well. HP was okay, it's turning into a scary series, rather than playful, mystical, "harry potter" that the first movie had.. but okay, I know they were 11 then. In the movie, the characters still look like they're 12 except Ron.
And now for all the thoughts buzzing in my head:
My giant bug bites on the back of my neck don't itch, they HURT.
Molly just put a tattoo on my hand and it looks like a blue smudge.
Automatically woke up at 5:45 this morning for work... but it's Saturday.
Need a new friendship bracelet or something similar.
Love my new bangs but wish my hair was always shiny and straight.
Hopefully going canoe-ing today at the lake for my little cousin's birthday.
Want to shop shop shop but really shouldnt. Have an Old Navy coupon that needs spending.
I'm over this gluten-free thing... except I know I'm gonna start gaining weight again.
Working out yesterday made me feel sick & I barely did a thing.
My dad's going crazy this morning. Shawty fire burning on the dancefloor is all I have to say.
Love Leighton Meester. Really. Want her headbands & to be a rockstar.
Friends makes me laugh out loud. I know that's in my "interests" but it never fails.
I have a new favorite inspirational quote that I'm turning into an art project..but I just need the time!
I hope Alyssa comes to visit tomorrow. No idea what to do with her though.
My tweezers fell in the toilet.
LOVE my new Frugal Fannies flip flops... perfect for my feet... thank god because they were $36.
Ready to move back to Quinnipiac.
I'm out, DEUCES.
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