Like my senior year of high school, it seems like the very same kind of angst and self-doubt from four years ago is back to haunt me in my senior year of college... and to remind me everyday that I'm no winner, in every aspect of my life and personality possible.
Well. After much unneeded consideration, all there's left for me to do is to continue painting or something. And shopping, how I love shopping. Coastal Scent's got a 50% everything for Black Friday and a CD I'd like is 10% off until December. And baths. And champagne.
Speaking of which, every trip to LUSH is such a traumatizing experience; I understand the staff are required to sell, convince, sell to every costumer that walks in, but PLEASE. When the costumer is stating clearly she/he wants to shop alone, leave them alone! I had one staff tail me around the already tiny shop, no breathing space at all, especially since she kept shoving products under my nose as I'm already checking out others. I had to grab what was closest to me and RUN for it rather than y'know (and ironically), enjoy shopping for products that's supposed to help me relax.
Only a little bit more until the semester is over. It crept up on me again; whoops, look at all this stuff I have to do but didn't do...