So i went to see another movie with melissa tonight. Tonight it was "when in rome", last night it was "dear john", tomorrow who knows. All I know is that I'm addicted to the
fro-yos at the movie concession, and will probably go every night until someone stops me. I get this low-fat mix with banana, mango, and strawberries. YUM! I'm turning into a regular, and by tomorrow I think I'll just say, "give me the usual", and they will know what i'm talking about.

Who knew you could buy heaven for just $4.69.
Anyways, so I was driving home by myself after the movie, when I saw this sign and it hit me.

I hadn't been to the new wendy's yet. So I did a u-turn, and headed for the wendy's, and the next thing I knew tears were streaming down my face. Now these weren't happy tears, these were straight up sad tears. First, I felt guilty for going to wendy's at midnight. Bad bonnie bad. Second, many many memories of wendy's in edmonton washed over me.
(me enjoying a snack wrap in edmonton surrounded by my besties...can't you just feel the happiness?)
And I realized that
I have no clue who will go on burger runs with me in Calgary.....and now i'm totally second guessing this move. I was completely fine with everything, until I realized that it takes a special person to understand my love of wendy's and fast food, and I don't think those type of people exist in Calgary.

And now I'm worried.
To make matters worse, I pulled up the window to order a spicy chicken go wrap.....
AND THEY WERE OUT OF CHICKEN. If you thought I was emotional before, well this just put me over the edge. so I had to get a jbc. I mean, jbc's are good and everything, but they aren't a spicy chicken go wrap. And the prices down here are $0.20 more than in Edmonton. I know I'm not a starving student anymore, but this might just break Dr. Leishman's bank if he has to pay that extra 20 cents every time. I just don't know what to do.

Then I came home, after my depressing Wendy's run, and ate burnt french fries. What a night.


(and i think someone took my wisdom teeth out without telling me......)
Things will get better...right?