Yesterday was a pretty good day, but as usual, once I step into my house, I feel as if a huge burden is put upon me once again. I'm not quite sure why I feel that way.. I shopped for 7 hours.. that's basically shopping until you drop correct? Yes, I believe it is. I guess those 7 hours were my escape yah knows? But it really makes me angry how I can have so much fun and be so happy, but when I get home, it makes the fun I had seem like fake happiness. I'm not sad, but I don't feel like I'm truly happy either. I somewhat feel lonely.. especially after I had tons of fun with my friends. When I get home, I kind of don't want to leave all that behind since I know days like those are hard to come by. Anyway... we basically went bra shopping.. I got two bras and a pair of jeans. I also got like little stuff like folders and bandaids from target. I swear, Target r0x. I love that place. xD