i went shopping on monday. yuck. for those that dont know, i hate shopping. i like having clothes and shoes....basically i like owning stuff but i just dont like shopping for it. it's so freaking tedious. looking for clothes, trying them on...looking for more clothes, trying those on. looking for shoes...trying them on. looking for more shoes and trying them on. soooooooo tedious. shopping is like a freaking chore for me. this was the first time i went shopping in literally a year. im not even lying. the last article of clothing i got was my yellowcard shirt which was from warped tour. and before that i got a pair of jeans. well i didn't really get them....my sis went shopping and got them for me. but now that she's gone i actually have to go shopping. it sucks. i need my own personal shopper.

so anyways, monday i was bored out of my mind shopping by myself. i know i know, i can always go shopping with friends. but if shopping is like a chore for me why would i go with friends. i mean, who does chores with their friends? that's like calling your friend and saying, "hey im doing the dishes tonight and im gonna vaccum the house. wanna come over?" yeah, that's lame. plus i go shopping so rarely that when i go i actually need to get stuff. if i went with friends then we'd hang out, walk around, window shop, and talk. but i wouldn't get anything, so then it'd be a waste of time, and then i'd have to go to the blasted mall again to actually buy stuff. and why would i go twice in one month? i wouldn't. so then i'd never get new stuff. i'd just wear the same thing over and over again. i forgot where i was going with this so i'll stop.

something really gross happened to me on monday. so being without a license and a car i took the bus to the mall. and as i walked to a seat, some 40-50 year old mexican dude said to me, "you look so beautiful." i was like, "ooookay....um, thanks." so i sat down and then he turns around and says, "so how you do that?" ew gross. i was so creeped out i was about to puke on him. jackhole. THAT is why i should never go shopping and THAT is why i need a personal shopper. so that 50 yr. old mexican guys can hit on her and not me. sick.