shopping with my mother is always unnerving. i can't understand, a lot of the time, the brains behind Sears and The Bay.
i needed to look for sandals. and my mom kept pointing out those ones and these ones and the ones over there until i told her that everything in that place was tacky and that i wanted Jesus sandals. she asked me what those were, and i just said "sandals that Jesus would wear."

another thing that i don't like about my mom, is how condescending she can be. she's the epitome of a customer that would ruin my entire day. and i hate being associated with her when she's like that. she gives people a hard time if their service is lacking and i'm usually a little more lenient when it comes to that so i end up being nice to the people and she's the one being bitchy to them and i feel like such a TOOL.

last night was good. me, Breanne, Emily, and Olivia (basically the regulars) went to Halo only to find that half our grade was there also. i felt lame.
but we technically started the party, since it takes so long to pick up at Halo, and we just wanted to dance.
we then drove to Conor's where we put to use his new hookah with 3 pipes. and then we left.
and then we honked.
and then i let spontaneity rule my actions.

which i was really glad for, but perhaps i'm expecting too much...

i want to read now.