Reunion

I finally saw my friends again today. Abandoned the usual hangout areas and traversed to a mall where one of them works which is quite far out. Food court lunches and long laughter-inducing con versations. My friends come out with some real gems sometimes. Frozen Yogurt where you get to do everything yourself. This may be my control-freak-self's new favourite froyo place because of the power you have here and I foresee several trips in the future.

We all know I hate shopping but we had a good 30 minute wander in H&M picking out ridiculous, ugly clothes and pairing them up with ridiculous, ugly accessories and creating dumb outfits. Went to the men's section and tried on hats and glasses and I ended up looking like Waldo's cousin. (Blue, not red.)

Old (favourite) top. New necklace, new earrings, some new bracelets. Old fly-looking sunglasses, (I need new ones.) Freshly dyed hair. Not pictured: new jean shorts and the comfiest fucking things ever, even if they do keep bloody riding up a bit.

Smiley picture because I am a vain twit. I love having coloured hair again.

Tomorrow is my best friend's birthday and hence a reunion with the people who are my friends but who I don't see that often. And a lot of them. Paintball (I cheat a lot,) Dinner (fuck I need to diet,) and going out after. ('I will not get too drunk' repeat mantra to self x10.) I shouldn't even be blogging now, I should go for a run but my guilty conscience is facing the formidable opponent that is my laziness. Ugh, back to routine.