I haven’t blogged in a while… Guess time gets away from ya. And not really much to talk about I guess.
Although, I must say, it’s surprising how much simply buying something new, like a new hair clip or whatever, can do. There’s this one hair thing, and it’s one of those where you have a plastic bit that goes over your hair, and then you have like a chop-stick type thing that goes through your hair and through the plastic, and it holds your hair up…
Man, I love those things.
I don’t even know why, it’s probably because they hold all my hair up, nice and tight, and don’t get on my nerves or make me feel like I’m having a bad hair/cba-day…
I dunno. They’re cool, regardless.
And I went into town yesterday, and to my surprise, my EMA had gone in to my account, and so I withdrew some, and managed to find these cool hair thingies! I always break them, so I thought that, to be safe, I would buy 2, each for a quid.
I felt so chuffed with myself. I was in a good mood for hours. I was all pleased and excited like a child, all because of a simple hair clip. I would LOVE to know why I was so pleased. Could be because I’d wanted one for a while, and “absence makes the heart grow fonder”, although whether or not that applies to objects I am unsure. I don’t think I “grew fonder” of these things. If anything, I would say I “grew less fond”, not having one in my possession, and not thinking about this clip thing much.
Or is it a girl thing? Like with shoes, for some strange reason, a girl just can’t have enough. Not even my boyfriend’s mum, who has a big closet FULL of shoes, with all of these divided shelves like “cubbies” for all her shoes…
I am SO jealous of that woman. And Paris Hilton too – you should see the size of her collection! She has a whole room, probably bigger than my bedroom, devoted to shoes! AND (how sad is this) they’re all arranged according to colour!
To be honest, it’s sick really. She is one person with hundreds of pairs of shoes, and in some places, hundreds of people don’t have one pair. Well, at least not shoes like we have. Probably like leather mocassins or something, that are home-made and purely functional, not pretty or sparkly or shiny or fashionably uncomfortable at all… Poor women. There are some poor women out their who have never even heard of high-heels… High heels, the invention for healthy, wealthy women (and some men) from countries where the major problems are National Health, H1N1 vaccination conspiracy theories and Government greed & over-spending, not poverty or starvation. For women, like myself, who delight in the “little” things, like shoes and hair clips…
Thinking of the less fortunate makes me feel kinda greedy for buying two.
