Welp, it’s officially the beginning of what is sure to be an absolutely insanely busy week for myself and Vega. I’ve been up since 4:30 in the morning (all-nighter concluded with me crashing on the couch at 5:00 last night, so 11.5 hours later, I was up and at ’em) drinking coffee and reading xoJane articles and such. Truth be told, I’m not anticipating much sleep the next few days – way too excited, and it’s messing with my already skewed sleep patterns. Anyways. One step closer to normalized hours with last night’s early pass-out. I’m hopeful that tonight, I’ll be sleepy by 9:00 ish and will actually be able to maintain a normal schedule. I have coffee dates and errands lined up all week long, so I’ll be out and about midmorning every day anyways; however, it would be a pretty excellent little added bonus to manage to achieve some quality zzz’s too. We’ll see. Like I said, hopeful, not expecting, on the normal(ish) sleep pattern front.
Anywhore. I have to make the trek down to the mall today to finally pickup my contact lenses (debacle last week with my previous optometrist left me frustrated and freaking out about a) not having contact lenses for the move and b) how fucking expensive eyecare is), which should be an exercise in patience and hopefully not too much of a fuckaround given that Calgary Transit is all re-routed and detoured considering that a few stations and good amounts of track got royally screwed in the flooding. Adventure for the day! I may well reward myself with a jaunt around the mall (one of my girlish indulgences, plus, we have a Target now!), to ogle new Lululemon shit and cute summery clothes (including but not limited to shorts and skirts that I won’t wear due to Sunshine induced scarring, and shoes (natch)) and do some people-watching. I’m in “not buying myself clothes (except the jeans I got last week but whatever) until I tone my ass up” mode right now, so window shopping and a latte is the perfect MO for this girl.
There are train tracks under there. Somewhere.
Also, besides the aforementioned jeans (fucking superb summer buy, Old Navy, $30.00, “the Flirt” skinny crops. Normally I shy from crop-length anything BUT these are made of cotton, spandex, and MAGIC. They make my ass look divine and my legs somehow look longer. Ladies, do this don’t – short girls in cropped magic pants of awesome. Pair with super cute flowy tank and voila – dressed, all summer long, and no showy-offy of my scars!), I came home from the mall last week with Sephora’s Smoky Studio 2 ($30.00, seriously), and I think I may be in makeup Heaven. Seriously. I haven’t been that excited about makeup in funky colours since I was in high school and I am LOVING it. I am also digging the girly rant this paragraph has become. I might have to do this more often. I digress. The eyeshadows in the kit are all super densely pigmented (this is HUGE for me, as most bright shadows just don’t pop on this girl’s Latina skin), and they range from matte to shimmery to all out sparkly. The lip glosses are super cute and bright and are rekindling my love of obnoxious (read: orange, purple, fuchsia) lipcolor. I am in a highly pigmented girly Nirvana. I also picked up Sephora’s waterproof mascara (in black, natch), and their True Cream Lip Color in “Sunset Rhythm.” I was a happy camper when I went to go and pay, and my day was made even better with the birthday freebies I received. First up, Benefit’s “They’re Real, Honest!” mascara (which is, by the way, the shieeettttt), and Benefit’s Watt’s Up? Illuminator. I’m not normally one for a super involved skin routine (normally, I rock a thin layer of BB cream and some powder to set it all with); however, I think Watt’s Up? has changed all that. I tried it out last week with a touch of bronzer for contrast and I was in love with the overall effect – I looked all glowy and dewy and alive. Yup, you just read a beauty review on EIB. Like I said – it’s fun being a girly girl sometimes. I’m set for summer and have tons of experimenting with different colors to do!
Anyways. It’s sloooowly becoming normal-person time, which means that I am inching ever closer to showering and getting ready and going on the aforementioned trek to pick up my aforementioned vision correction. Besides that, I have to start packing the small stuff I own today (jewellery and makeup and clothes I don’t intend to wear this week), finish the laundry, and get an entertainment unit ready to be picked up this evening. I also need to pick up some coin rollers and possibly do my damn nails, which are in a dreadful state. Tomorrow, coffee with Dee (which should be another interesting adventure on transit). Friday, dinner plans. I also need to see my baby brother and Scissors before I skip town! Busy little bee. I love it. I can hardly believe that this time next week, I’ll be sipping my morning java on the coast! Vega and I are super duper excited that the time has (finally) come for this to become our reality. It’s also super duper exciting to note that my birthday is a mere eight days away! Woohoo, another year done and done! 22 was good to me on the whole – but it was also one of the most difficult years of my entire life. I’m ready to take on my twenty third year of existence in a beautiful new hometown with my soulmate and the puppy and the promise of bigger and better things. Basically, everything about the time being and the near future excites me greatly. I’m just excited to be alive and it is a brilliant and beautiful feeling.
ALL OF THE YAY!
Anywhore, I’m going to call this a post and go make some java before I do that whole getting on with my day thing.
Gratuitous cute:
Go forth and kick ass this Monday!
Wallace, out.
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