You spin my head right round, right round,
when you go down, when you go down down.

That song has been stuck in my head for the past 36 hours. :


Anyways. I went shopping in Toronto today. Up until today, I wanted to move there so bad. Not anymore. I learned two things today.
1) Torontonians are very rude.
2) They like to wear their pants very low. Very low.
If I had a dime for every person I saw with their pants down to their knees...I would have approximately $7.50. But that's just a guesstimate.

But on a brighter note, I bought stuff. Only three things from H&M, but still. I BOUGHT STUFF! ( :
1) A jersey skirt with gold buttons
2) A scoop neck dress
3) A grey tank top (I know, not that great. But I wanted it.)
I'll take pictures as soon as I get ahold of that bloody camera. Really. Where the hell did I put that thing? I had it like, 2 months ago. I just don't know where. Hmmm?

There are three possibilities (have you noticed that I like lists?):
1) I left it at my resort when I went on vacation
2) It's somewhere in the mess I call a room
3) It's lost in a dark abyss of time and space
I'm pretty sure it's number three.

Speaking of dark abyss, I need to organize my closet. God knows where I'm going to start or how I'm going to do this, but it is a mess. Holy. That has got to change. That should be my New Years resolution. Is it too late for one of those?
It's the times like these that I wish I didn't have a minimum-wage-part-time job and a small closet. If I had the money, I would hire someone to do it for me. But since I don't, I'll hire my mom to do it for me. Cause she loves me. Or atleast I like to think so.
Y'know, I think I hear her calling me now. Oh yeah, that's definitely her. It's loud, annoying and I can hear the accent. Oh boy.
Lovely.



Samantha

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