I Have Egg on My Face

Let me begin my saying that I have had two very thoughtful, interesting posts in mind for the past couple days, but I've been busy and/or lazy and therefore never got around to posting them. I was going to post at least one of them now, but I lost interest and decided to just post about school and general nothingness instead.

So let me explain why I have egg on my face. Since today is the last day of summer, and also the Day Before School Starts, I decided that today is going to be a 'spa day' so that I can relax and 'fix' myself before school tomorrow, because when you look good, you feel good, and so I want to look good. (This is true for everybody right? I hope it's not just me. Like when you know you look crappy, you end up feeling crappy, and when you know you look good you feel good? It must be because I have issues with self-conciousness. I'm really, really self concious and so if I know that something about me doesn't look good then I'll keep messing with it and try to get it to look good and I'm really self concious, so by extension when all of me looks bad, all of me feels bad because I can't be myself because I'm too busy being self-concious. That's why I'm always playing with my hair. This happens to you, right?) Anyway, so it's a spa day, and I decided to look up homemade face masks on the internet. There were a lot of good ones, but I didn't have most of the ingredients, so I settled for one with egg yolks, lemon juice, and olive oil that is supposed to moisturize your skin, because for some reason my face has been very, very dry for the past few days even though it's usually never dry. Anyway, so I put it on, and you're supposed to leave it on for ten minutes, and I'm trying to forget about it because every time I think about the fact that I have a mashed up chicken embryo spread across my face, I gag a little. Except now it's dried and I can't move my face. This is interesting. I think it's been ten minutes, so lemme go wash it off...

Well, my skin is definitely less dry. It's a weird sensation having your whole face be stiff and then washing it off and having it slowly melt back to a flexible state. On the bright side, it worked. My skin was super dry and flaky and disgustingly nasty yesterday and I was like, what's going on, and now it's not like that. Except the corners of my mouth; for some reason they're super dry and also red so it looks like I smeared lipstick all over. I have to keep putting lotion there, which is difficult because it's so near to my mouth that I have to be careful not to eat it.

The one damper on what is supposed to be my refreshing, relaxing Day Before School Starts is that I have to work tonight, which will put a temporary stop to all my spa efforts. I still need to paint my fingers and toes. I can't decide on a color, but I think I'm gonna do that minty green color that I bought and still haven't used. I was going to save it for homecoming, but now I don't think it's going to look good with the dress. Which reminds me...

So yesterday I finally went shopping for a homecoming dress at MOA, which involved me driving to Bloomington, which was...a bit of an adventure. I mean, the actual driving was fine, I was on 494 and going 60/65 miles an hour and everything was totally fine, but then when I tried to park..that was the problem. So we were in the parking ramp, and  it was really really crowded, being the Mall of America and all, and I finally found a whole row of parking spots that were empty, and I was trying to park, but I didn't have a lot of space behind me because there were cars. Keep in mind that usually I can park just fine, okay? So my mom told me to get out so she could park, so I got out, but I didn't put the car in park because I thought she was going to get right in. So then after I got out it started rolling toward the wall ahead, and so I quick jumped in, but I wasn't all the way in, and hit what I thought was the brake. Unfortunately, it was the accelerator, and so the car zoomed forward (it was only two feet away from the wall though, so it wasn't like a huge distance) and smacked into the wall. I was surprised cuz my mom didn't really get mad, she just got into the car and parked it and then we examined the damage, and there wasn't any. So it was all good.

So this year when looking for a dress I basically did the exact same thing as last year, only minus the Ridgedale. I went to MOA thinking that since it was the biggest mall and had the most stores, I would definitely find a dress there. I even went through the same store pattern. First Macy's, which upon first skimming seemed to have a small selection of acceptable dresses, then Nordstrom, then other random stores in the mall that either my mom or I half-heartedly suggested in attempts to not make the trip a complete waste, and finally back to Macy's to scour the rack more thoroughly and less critically (as in the beginning I came with a very specific type and color dress in mind, and upon not finding had to broaden my horizons to include anything that I liked and fit and looked good on me.) However, I finally settled on two dresses at Macy's, which was a change from last year. One was a tank dress with a v-neck and v-back, with a subtle snakeskin design and covered in tiny gold and bronze sequins. The other was strapless and ballerina pink with pretty creases and folds at the bottom. I liked the first one much better, but it was both tighter and more expensive than the pink one, and so my mother decided against it. The pink one, for me, was a last resort, as I really, really didn't want to have to come shopping again next weekend and end up being really rushed. I liked it, but there were certain things about it that I didn't like, and despite what my mom and Lydia said to the contrary, I really didn't think it looked that good on me. Nevertheless, I bought it, and  with all the discounts we had at Macy's it ended up being $15, as opposed to the $69 that the other one was. We went to Von Maur on the way home just to see if there was anything better, and sure enough there was a dress that I really liked there. It's strapless and covered in larger sequins than the other dress was, and they're silver and gold and the dress isn't as tight and just generally looks better on me than the one I wanted at Macy's. I tried it on a bought it, and it was funny because my mom didn't want to buy the other dress for $69, but she bought this one and it ended up being $68. Interesting. Anyway the funny thing is is that both this year and last year, I went to MOA with big plans for getting a dress there, only to eventually end up getting the dress right here at EP. After getting the dress we decided to just look really quick at Payless, because it was there, and I found one pair of gold pumps that matched the dress well, but had six-inch heels. Six inches. I didn't really have a problem with that fact, until I realized that if I did manage to get a date, he would have to be extremely tall or else I would look like a giant next to him. So I decided against the shoes. I found another pair of gold shoes that were absolutely perfect for the dress, this time with straps and a much shorter four-inch heel, but my mom decided they were too expensive and that was the end of that; there wasn't much time for argument because I had to go to work. So I just need shoes and also a clutch and I should be set to go. The good thing about having the insanely sparkly dress is that I don't really need any jewelry unless I want to blind anyone within fifty feet of me.

Well, I'm off to paint my nails now, and watch some television before my day of relaxation gets interrupted by work. I'm super excited for school. Just think. In 24 hours we'll be at a barbecue with everyone from school. Isn't that exciting? It's exciting.