and i almost ran a red light. again.

funny thing is, the guy ahead of me ran it. "i think that guy just ran a red light," said melissa, prompting me to notice that i was speeding towards the red light. "oh, WHOA!" i exclaimed as i pressed on the brakes hard.

why does this always happen when there are other people in my car? or maybe it always happen and i just don't notice it when i'm alone? hmm...

under the tuscan sun is a really sweet movie. it made me smile. :)

today, i almost ran over two mormons crossing the street. and earlier, in an attempt to back out of my parking spot, i accidentally put the car in drive and almost crashed into the wall in front of me.

but i can honestly say that at least my driving wasn't as bad as melissa's was yesterday. ;)

but in the only good news of the day - i got the children's thinking & language 199 position that i wanted. well...it was my second choice, but still. i get to work with preschoolers. it should be fun.

don't you hate it when your brand new, really cute sweater gets fuzzballs on it the first day you wear it? and in attempt to get rid of the fuzzballs, you pull at it and pull at it (even though you know you're not supposed to) but it only gets worse so then you go home, pull out your scissors and attempt to cut the fuzzball out and succeed but are now left with a tiny hole in the sweater where the fuzzball once was. so now your sweater has fuzzballs AND a hole in it.

my sweater was so cute. i'm such an idiot. :(

this girl is like the real life becky bloomwood from confessions of a shopaholic. she racked up about $25,000 in credit card debt from too much shopping and paid it off by "cyber-begging" and selling her stuff on ebay. this is seriously like becky bloomwood come to life.

and i think that this must be some sign from god that i see this news story tonight after going on another crazy shopping spree today. hmm...

my life is turning into confessions of a shopaholic. without the handsome and rich luke. so basically, it's just me shopping and spending money. lots of money. =| but see, i NEED these sweaters. it's getting cold. i can't freeze.

this blog should be called confessions of a 20-year-old shopaholic spinster. but that sounds really stupid. although it's pretty much how my life is going at the moment.