Dang, these past few finals have totally raped me up the a-hole! It's like a conspiracy against me or something. So I was at the mall before tonight, know what I loooove the most? The fact that there are like 11-12 year old girls with all this jewelery, manicures, cell phones, Gucci/Coach bags, attitudes, lots of money to splurge all around me...I don't even know when things got this way. Ah I was trying to kill off my gift card at A&F after a year and the workers were soo retarded. Esp the one that kept swiping the card the wrong way which was why it didn't activate...I was like "Hmmm, that's like 5 swipes, when is he gonna turn the card the other way around??" Then they were prancing around (yes, guys were prancing around like Vixen & Dasher) and complaining about missing track practice (but I think that was code for ballet class). Oh totally forgot...somehow my changing room door was broken so some guy opened it on me...color me surprised! Oooh, I got all happy cause I saw this monster sized caramel apple at Bloomie's...cept it was for $18!!! Suure, I'll pay for that the day I use cash for toilet paper. Later on tonight, I totally thought I was gonna get gunned down or something. We were walking back to the apartment when this huge SUV suddenly slammed on it's brakes across from us, then speeds in reverse towards us and I froze thinking they were gonna machine-gun us down or something...then they suddenly u-turn into the alley and zoom past us again....uhm yeah, it was scary but you kinda had to be there kinda scary.