So, my friend and I decided that we wanted to embrace the ancient philosophy of:

And we planned a relaxing pamper afternoon for ourselves. This included a mani/pedi at a fancy place in the city (expensive, luxurious), devouring loads of pizza for dinner, shopping at Target, Hobby Lobby, and the mall, pick up some Taco Bell Cinnabon Delights, and then finally drive home and be lazy AF the rest of the evening. Sounds amazing, right?

If only that was how it went.

Let's take a journey through a day sent straight from Hell:

1. When you're ready to go but your car is like "Gurl, you think you're leaving?"

We're about halfway through town when my friend's car starts flashing the "tire pressure low" light. So, we pull into Casey's and attempt to fill her tires. Keep in mind, neither one of us had any clue what we were doing (especially me). We did our best and we were back on the road in no time. At this point, we would be right on time for our nail appointment at 4:15.

2. Car: "Lol, I'm going to explode now." Me: WHAAT?!

As we're driving on the highway headed for the city, my friend and I are talking and laughing and enjoying our freedom from the stressful life of a female college student with anxiety, slight depression, and boy probs.

All of a sudden, a loud freakin' explosion noise happened that sounded a little like "KaPOWTCH-SSSSSSsss." It scared the living crap out of both of us and we pulled over. Exiting the car, we checked all the tires and came to the conclusion that she probably filled one too full. We'd live. Now, we're going to be 10-15 minutes late to our nail appointment, so we called to notify them.

3. Missing your turn, getting lost in the city, and end up 25 minutes late for our mani/pedi appointment.

Basically, I'm an idiot and told my friend to keep driving straight when we should have turned right about 2.4 minutes ago. So we're on a road that we don't recognize and decide to whip the GPS out. Finally, it takes us to the salon and we walk in- only to be disappointed by the fact that we missed our appointment and there was no time to squeeze us in. *cries*

4. You end up getting a cheap-ass mani/pedi from a sketch place in the mall.

The icing on the cake (lol) is the fact that both of our index finger nails chipped right after and my friend's acrylics were super loose and unsturdy. At this point, we felt like the day had eaten us alive.

5. Wander aimlessly through Target, crying over the beautiful things you can't have.

Decorative notebooks. Golden staplers, lamps, and wall decor of random animal heads. Sweaters. Purses. Makeup. PENS. I NEEDED TO BUY EVERYTHING but all I could afford is a pack of gum...

6. Finally, you head home, but not without getting lost -again.

Missed an important turn again and had to turn around on a minimum maintenance road. We eventually made it home at midnight and passed out instantly. We needed our rest after the longest day in recorded history.