Sooo, I spent last Saturday in Park City shopping at the outlet mall. I needed pants. I HATE shopping for pants. Actually, I just hate shopping in general, but I was kind of in the mood on Saturday. When I am in the mood, I have to do it, because I don't feel like it very often. I have the problem where the regular sized don't fit me. I wear a size 12... that fits my waist just perfectly, but then it's too big on the legs. I need a size 12 in the waist and a 10 in the legs. Why don't they make pants like that?! Don't they know people are all sorts of different sizes?
Also, I want a pet. A cat would be nice. A dog would be too. That's one bad part about living in an apartment... no pets. Sad. Pets are awesome. So many people hate cats. I don't get it. Cats are freaking awesome. They are potty trained the day they're born. They leave you alone. You don't have to walk them. They don't beg. But they're there for you so you're not lonely. I love cats. Dogs are awesome too.
My roommate is engaged. CRAZY. Sarah and Jarom have been dating for like 2 months. Typical Mormons. They were "just friends" for like over a year. Finally they got to the boyfriend/girlfriend stage and now they're rushing into marriage. AHH! Well, I can't blame them. When you really love someone, you just wanna marry them ASAP.
I got shots today. Hepatitis A and Tetanus. The arm with the Tetanus shot can't move too much. Ouch. I got them 'cause I'm going to Mexico this spring for study abroad and I guess I need them. That's what they told me at least. Who knows?
