Last night.
Dec. 13th, 2007 09:21 amAfter the uneventfulness that was American history class (nine of ten on my quiz, but it's not like it counted. :3), I ran, as fast as I could, over to the 30 to take it down to the library. Huge mistake getting off at Merrick over 89th, as I could have saved myself a bajillion hours. Also, if the book drop were more obvious, that'd've helped. Five-fifteen, I was on the train, six o'clock, I was in the karaoke room. It was me, Laura, Erica, Bethany, Stephanie, and Amanda. After we were done with karaoke -- and we had a blast -- we decided to wander around Herald Square for a little while.
Our adventures took us to Macy's where we visited Santa (you can't really see it, but I'm wearing, officially, the Greatest Shirt in the World. It's a retarded-looking Squall and underneath it says, "SO I HERD U LIEK FINAL FANTASY." It was at the Chugworth table this weekend, and I was surprised to learn that I was the first to buy it, because it was so fucking brilliant. Also, I bought a Pancake Motherfuckers shirt. Pancakes, motherfucker, DO YOU EAT THEM.), and Erica asked for an Asian boyfriend. Santa said, "...That's very specific." XD We also got crayons! I colored on the train part of the way home. In the Macy's basement, there was lots of candy, and the smell of chocolate and mint was so overwhelming but SO heavenly! In the end, we all wound up with a truffle each (Laura bought a candy bar), and we figured it was a good thing we were heading to Victoria's Secret afterwards because we all needed new undies.
That truffle was GOOD. Seriously, the best five minutes of my life. "You're taking such tiny bites!" "I'm savoring." (In the Macy's window, there was a double-checked list of names. Everyone was on it but me. >.>; I suppose I'm on the naughty list this year. If it was for yelling at Michelle, it was worth it.)
So in Victoria's Secret, we were just looking around; Laura'd never been in one before. I continue to be frustrated by the nonexistence of plain cotton bras: no lace, not mesh, no push-up, no pre-formed boob-cup, no bells, no whistles. Just a goddamn BRA. The employees were seriously looking over their shoulders at me, like they didn't know what I was talking about. And people wonder why I hate women's clothing. Seriously, women make NO sense when it comes to that sort of thing.
We were heading for Penn Station for the A train, and Stephanie decided she had to skip out early because of schoolwork. We wandered around Old Navy and found atrocious Barney-colored pants. Some other stuff, Amanda bought a shirt, I think.
In Penn Station, Erica and I were looking for food, Amanda and Bethany decided to head out before us, leaving what has fast become an awesome trio. We sat in Taco Bell bullshitting, then Laura and I started planning our Avatarded skit for NEXT, granted we ever get those ichiP! costumes done (which is a GOOD idea, seriously). Then we realized it was almost eleven. Should probably get home. ^_^;;
Another reason I hate winter's deceptiveness: FUCKS with my perception of time. Almost eleven o'clock and it was just as dark out as when we left the con at five on Sunday? WTF. :/
So I got home at nearly twelve-thirty because the train decided it wanted to pretend it was local. :/
AND THEN I SLEPT AND IT WAS FANTASTIC.
Don't bother me tonight, I have to bullshit a soc final. :3
Our adventures took us to Macy's where we visited Santa (you can't really see it, but I'm wearing, officially, the Greatest Shirt in the World. It's a retarded-looking Squall and underneath it says, "SO I HERD U LIEK FINAL FANTASY." It was at the Chugworth table this weekend, and I was surprised to learn that I was the first to buy it, because it was so fucking brilliant. Also, I bought a Pancake Motherfuckers shirt. Pancakes, motherfucker, DO YOU EAT THEM.), and Erica asked for an Asian boyfriend. Santa said, "...That's very specific." XD We also got crayons! I colored on the train part of the way home. In the Macy's basement, there was lots of candy, and the smell of chocolate and mint was so overwhelming but SO heavenly! In the end, we all wound up with a truffle each (Laura bought a candy bar), and we figured it was a good thing we were heading to Victoria's Secret afterwards because we all needed new undies.
That truffle was GOOD. Seriously, the best five minutes of my life. "You're taking such tiny bites!" "I'm savoring." (In the Macy's window, there was a double-checked list of names. Everyone was on it but me. >.>; I suppose I'm on the naughty list this year. If it was for yelling at Michelle, it was worth it.)
So in Victoria's Secret, we were just looking around; Laura'd never been in one before. I continue to be frustrated by the nonexistence of plain cotton bras: no lace, not mesh, no push-up, no pre-formed boob-cup, no bells, no whistles. Just a goddamn BRA. The employees were seriously looking over their shoulders at me, like they didn't know what I was talking about. And people wonder why I hate women's clothing. Seriously, women make NO sense when it comes to that sort of thing.
We were heading for Penn Station for the A train, and Stephanie decided she had to skip out early because of schoolwork. We wandered around Old Navy and found atrocious Barney-colored pants. Some other stuff, Amanda bought a shirt, I think.
In Penn Station, Erica and I were looking for food, Amanda and Bethany decided to head out before us, leaving what has fast become an awesome trio. We sat in Taco Bell bullshitting, then Laura and I started planning our Avatarded skit for NEXT, granted we ever get those ichiP! costumes done (which is a GOOD idea, seriously). Then we realized it was almost eleven. Should probably get home. ^_^;;
Another reason I hate winter's deceptiveness: FUCKS with my perception of time. Almost eleven o'clock and it was just as dark out as when we left the con at five on Sunday? WTF. :/
So I got home at nearly twelve-thirty because the train decided it wanted to pretend it was local. :/
AND THEN I SLEPT AND IT WAS FANTASTIC.
Don't bother me tonight, I have to bullshit a soc final. :3