Productivity...

Surprise, surprise....today was actually productive. Went to the Stonehill College library and put like 100 books on hold to start that research paper I've been putting off. The funny thing is that it wasn't actually that productive of a day, it just feels like it because I did that one minor thing. It's a start though - they say that the journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.

I also went to the mall and got new makeup. Whew, exciting. Actually, it was worth writing about. So I go to the Nars counter, which is my favorite makeup line ever ever ever, to get my favorite foundation (Nars Sheer Glow Foundation, amazing!!), and there was no one there to help me, except the lady from Dior. I hate this lady from Dior. You have to understand that girls are very specific about their makeup - especially those of us for whom it takes 20 tries to find one that doesn't cause us to break out instantaneously. So when this lady dared to question my choice of foundation, and suggest some weird spray makeup, I was very angry. I just wanted my Nars. And then instead of trying to help me find the right shade (I'm a little darker now because it's SUMMMERRR!!!), she just kinda let me do it myself. I do not like this. What happened to service?

Okay, enough complaining about the makeup counter lady. On another note, I have made a goal for the summer: NO BOYFRIENDS. I should say "boyfriend" singular, since that seems to be the pattern - I find a boyfriend for the summer, things last a couple of months into the new year, and then it ends. Well. Enough of that. I am going the City of Lights in the fall and I want to be 100% certified SINGLE. Enough of this complicated relationship shit, I can't deal with it...a summer hook-up is one thing, but no boyfriends. No commitment. Eew.

Tomorrow I'm headed to Narragansett to hang out with Allie for the day, on the beach. I am so glad I found a fellow Smary's girl who lives nearby, who is cool, and who shares my love for boys and alcohol, and the sometimes the combination of the two. My mom is trying to convince me to bring a cooler of goodies for the two of us. The plan is to sneak in some wine. What can be better than wine on the beach? Nothing, I tell you, nothing!!