TGIF

Hairspray

Oh hello blogosphere,
It's Friday once again and I couldn't be more thankful. I am currently waiting to go into my Art History class, which is one of my more interesting classes, so it's not much of a burden (like say, Physics).

Last night was my definition of a good time. You know, according to Urban Dictionary, a "good time" is defined as "When a bunch of lesbians knock on your front door and are having sex on your front porch". Needless to say, my definition varies greatly from this. My friend Rebecca invited me to a salon to receive a free shine treatment. I was captivated from the moment I set foot in the door. The entire salon was Broadway themed. Each styling station had playbill/posters/memorabilia from a different musical. I ended up at the "Hairspray" station (which I think is ironic given that we were in a HAIR salon).

I feel the need to also add that Bex is a horrible navigator. It was only partially her fault, seeing as Mapquest's map was ENTIRELY off. I dubbed it "The Night of U-Turns", seeing as Bex did about...seven (four on one road alone). We eventually found our way back home, although I can't entirely discount getting lost, I discovered many new parts of the area.
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Oh dear, it is now...Tuesday?
Q: How terrible am I when it comes to any kind of writing concerning my personal life?
A: Quite horrendous, really.

Well, here is what I managed to write on Friday. More to come soon.