fashion milestones and other bare necessities

My birthday was a week ago . . . I am officially twenty years old.

Two decades.

Now I apologize to all those who are older than that and that I make you feel older in saying that. But putting it that way makes ME feel old.

Birthday means cake. and Presents.

I asked for Uggs, and Uggs I received.

AKA: I just experienced a fashion milestone.

What is that you say? Well allow me to ellaborate. A fashion milestone is an event that takes place in one's life that holds significant value in the world of clothes, shoes, accessories, fashion, etc. and cannot be repeated. For example, receiving your first Coach bag (I hate Coach . . . but this does qualify), or buying your first pair of Jimmy Choos, or purchasing your first Louis Vuitton luggage set.

UGG = fashion milestone.

I can add this to the list of previous fashion milestones.

My first Steve Madden hobo, my first purchase from Victoria's Secret, my first pair of heels . . .

I can also keep in mind of future fashion milestones.

First pair of Jimmy Choos, Christian Louboutins, and Minnolos. First and only Vera Wang wedding dress (I can dream, alright?). First True Religion jeans. First Chloè bag. First Raybans. First Oscar de la Renta (yeah, definitely dreaming . . . )

Fashion milestones can only be qualified as fashion milestones the FIRST time they occur. This does not mean, however, that they cannot be purchased more than once, or in bulk (note: Santa, pay attention).

Clearly, I have a lot more to check off my list : D

On a lighter note . . .

I have removed myself from the facebook community.

No, this does not mean that I am not listed on facebook anymore, it means simply that it's finals and I have GOT to do WORK.

aka: not waste precious hours (not minutes) on facebook . . . but spend those "precious" hours studying and mapping out how the rest of these next three weeks will be devoted timelessly to Italian, Biology, and _ _ _ _ ing stats.

It is liberating though to be free from the clutches and whisperings of facebook . . . "come stalk . . . look at ______'s profile . . . so-and-so has new pictures up!! . . ." it daunts.

No long will facebook be guilttripping me into avoiding studying. I have food and music to do that for me . . .

and I must say, I've gotten plenty more done in the past few days than perhaps, the all of the time I've already spent in school.

How pathetic that my most productive days are three weeks before the semester is finished because I have decided to boycott facebook for three weeks?

what a sad world we live in.

I just blogged about fashion milestones and facebook woes.

I apologize for my "shallow" sounding life, but I assure you I am nothing of the sort.

I simply want to get a good job, a good fellow, marry rich, and die young and happy.

all of the sort which is false except for the first two, so only half of it is false.

Oy.

time for bed . . . in three hours.

as soon as I get some studying done!

; )