thank god the weekend is here. thank GOD it's a three-day weekend. THANK GOD i have the apartment all to myself this weekend.

uh-oh. i just spent over $90 at the mall. man. how'd i spend that much?? i don't even have that much stuff. that's not good. and i still need to pay for a ticket to the san diego zoo if we're going on sunday. well, okay, i did buy a little something for melissa and a birthday gift for chris...so..not EVERYTHING is mine. but still. that's a lot of money for me to spend today. =| well okay, you know what i think? i got most of the money from my relatives for my birthday/christmas so i HAD to spend it. right. these are gifts, not purchases. right. okay.

you know...hard times like these make me realize who my true friends are. MY GOD, that sounds unbeliavably (did i spell that right?) corny and cheesy, but it's true. while i know that i don't have a huge number of friends, at least i'm absolutely certain about who i can count on and who i can't count on. i feel a little better. my new "gifts" help somewhat. ;D

all right, i'm starving. i spent so much money at the mall that i refused to buy myself food at the mall and forced myself to come home to eat. you know what the ironic thing is though? i'm about to eat a cinnabon which i asked sanaz to buy for me last night when she went to the mall. yeah. oh well. whatever. i'm starving.

oh wait, oh wait. i have to blog about this weird/funny thing that happened while i was at utc. so i spent like FOREVER in bath & body works because the girls at the counter kept saying, "oh, since you have so and so, you can get THIS so and so for free!" so i had to keep going back to decide which so and so i wanted. and i already had a hard time choosing my original purchases, oops, "gifts" in the first place. i must have rubbed and sprayed about ten different scents on me. i was even running out of places to rub and spray. so anyway, i finally chose what i wanted, bought it, and left. i went straight to the bus stop, sadly and longingly bypassing the food court. on the way to the bus stop, this guy (white, early to mid 30's, not ugly) walking by me looks at me and says, "hey, i like your perfume. what's it called?" i was really surprised by that question so i just said, "oh, um, i just sprayed a lot of stuff on." in retrospect, i realize that that didn't sound right. it sounded like i just poured half a bottle of perfume on myself. what i MEANT to say was, i just sprayed a lot of different stuff on me. oh well, whatever. after that, he just said, "well whatever it is, it smells really good" and walked off. that was a little weird, but it was nice of him to say. at least he didn't say, "my god, woman, how much perfume did you dump on yourself??" so i guess the moral of this story is: if you want to smell good, go to bath & body works and spray/rub at least ten different scents on yourself.

okay, i'm really hungry now and i have to go put the flower sanaz just gave me (just because. isn't she sweet?) in some water. bye.