My Saturday was spent in Piteå trying on formal dresses for two hours then shopping with my mum and aunty afterwards. I didn't end up buying anything there but I have now found the dress I'm going to wear online which I'll hopefully order within this week leaving me stress-free over dress hunting. Preparation for the English presentation that I have to do tomorrow and finishing Wuthering Heights, one of the books I may have to talk about, has consumed my whole day today. Reading over notes again and again is pretty much what my night holds. So there you go, a weekend in the life of Emma. Boring, I know but that's kind of what the IB does to your life, sucks away your soul and social-life turning you in to something with the excitement-level of a granny's knitting club.
Also, I found some baggy black pants on sale on Saturday and neglected to try them on in the store so when I got home I found that they gave the appearance of an incredibly saggy penis in my crotch-area. Those pants are now strictly to be worn in my apartment, in my room, when nobody else is around, unless of course I want to fool someone in to thinking I have miraculously grown a massive saggy penis. Which is something I don't plan on doing. Ever.
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