Ok so there was a sale a few days ago. I went with Lynne hoping to find cool retro stuff (Well I did find a Rolling Stone tee and a cool az spray/scribble tee from another shop), BUT turns out the sale isn't so good. We got some Indian girls (Not hating, I got some Indian blood so I'm free to diss) sorting out the good stuff from the old ugly stuff - so we literally have a sale of "old ugly" clothing to choose from. I don't know what they're doing with the nice stuff. If they clearly want people to buy their stuff, at least give us something worth our damn money! Stupid idiots.
They clearly need a definition of the term "sale".
PS- I'm so watching Transformers 2 tonight! Yayyyyy :)
If perfection is a criteria, cut me out.
If nude pictures speak the truth, I'd rather remain covered and lie.
If there's a belief that makes you happy and content in spirit, let it be.
Well it seems as though time is really ticking off the clock. The seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours and hours into days. Days into years. Years into memories. I found yet another primary school classmate and thinking back just makes me smile. Good and bad memories all mixed and compacted into one little cube of memory. Friend's whom I have lost and found and lost forever to the hands of death. Sometimes I question my reason to being on earth and what I will accomplish. But then again, I'd rather just look forward to a cool fun-filled day. I keep telling myself to make the most of family time. There are people out there who would die to grasp a moment with a family member or their entire family.
