Current mood:

morose

I woke up today (at 6:45) after getting a decent amount of college sleep (3 hrs. 45 minutes) so I could finish my last self analysis paper for leadership, printed it out at 7:55 and glowingly walked to statistics just knowing that it was going to be a good day. I was not disappointed when in statistics, the teacher let us hand in our take home tests and bid us adieu. Went back to my room, slept for half an hour, went to government where I thought I was pretty kick ass "Democracy is tyranny of the majority! Say yes to authoritarian governments for the developing world!" and then the rest of the day was just good. I had some sort of zen inner calm peace thing going on and even though I've not been my bubbly self for quite some while I really felt like me again. Then, of course, it had to be ruined by Macy's deciding to give away my job, so that opportunity went out the window, but I'm calling Ann Taylor tomorrow to see if they still want me.

Now for my pitiful mini rant: I don't know if it's just college freshman weight gain, the fact that I am obscenely tall and out of proportion, or just having a weird muscle structure from swimming/tennis or just the fact that having insane amounts of economics homework nnd lack of sleep is making me emotionally unstable, but I am SO SICK OF MY ROOMMATE LOOKING BETTER IN MY CLOTHES THAN I DO. She has now begun to borrow my clothes (with my permission) but her body just looks so much better in them than I do, I look like a cross between a hippo and a giraffe in comparison, and these are clothes that are still my favorites....take for example my pretty white dress shirt, or now for the dance this Friday, she's wearing my affirmation/semi-formal dress which I thought was pretty cute on me. Now I realize I was sooooo wrong..... I know I'm being super selfish and material, I just miss feeling pretty in my own clothes.