it's barely the third week of august, and it's far too cold in ri, even by new england standards. i swear i saw a golden leaf gracefully float by while driving to madeleine's yesterday.
trying to keep my mind off of how anxious i actually am about starting school. patty already returned to holy cross yesterday, so friday and saturday were spent in her most illustrious company. gazpacho and coldstone with dan and jimmy and corey; love and basketball and skittles (respectively). woke up early on saturday and we were firmly planted in broken faded multicoloured beach chairs on the freshly smoothed sands of narragansett. i managed to read a few pages of the world according to garp before sleep caught up with me. and later, splashing in the cold water felt good on my sunburnt shoulders.
sunday i slept until early afternoon. i owe it to myself; god knows in about three weeks i wont be getting more than four or five hours a night most likely....
when madeleine was free at last (thank god almighty) from the confines of the prison that is strawberries, we went to see little miss sunshine at the warwick mall. alas, we had promptly arrived at the wrong theatre (it was playing at the other warwick showcase, of course)! that's what you get when two blondes try to make plans. good thing this one had miraculously planned to arrive early (i love watching the previews!) so we made it to the other one just as the opening credits began.
little miss sunshine is definitely a new favourite. dark comedies are pretty much the best types of films, and this one definitely qualifies as one. i have never considered my family to be normal, but they certainly were by comparison to the characters in the movie! perhaps this is why i enjoyed it so much...
it ended just as step up was beginning across the hall. perfect timing. such badasses are we. step up is the yearly redux of dirty dancing for 2006. the clothes were amazing, and i loved the music. it pretty much made me feel old and unaccomplished though, which i know wasn't the intent, but i can't help the way i feel! it sucks to realize that i'll never be able to reach the level that those dancers were at in any aspect of my life. so it goes, though, right? at least i can laugh about it!
working full time at met this week is sure to cushion my bank account, but it doesn't help that today i bought delicious new shirts at j. crew and earrings and leggings from jasmine sola, in addition to an entirely unnecessary but unable-to-be-passed-up purchase from nordstrom.