uh... this weekend?
so, Tricia and Mike and Erin and i went to the mall friday night. ariel and helene were there with a few of their friends. we also ran into gaeton, who apparently "has really nice eyes", according to Tricia. then she realized who it was. and freaked out. but hey, it happens.
well anyways, we were sitting in the food court, and first there was this guy with awesome gloves. like the ones you get for christmas, with little knit deer on them and crap. and they were tan. but he cut the fingers off, and it made us all happy. so we debated on going and talking to him, but decided we were too dorky to do it, so we moved to a table closer to him. apparently he was just waiting for his mom and sister, so he left right as we were about to approach him. figures.
so we took a seat again, people watching, and this guy had an awesome trench, so Tricia was like "HEY! i like your trench coat!" and he spun around. five seconds later he was standing next to me. we talked about a random lot of things; for example, the difference between coconuts and oranges, and being a pirate, and Alfred U's excellent, world recognized pirating program. he had come to the mall to get his job back, but once he got there he realized that he hated working at tom wahls. so he decided to chat with us for about an hour. he made me really happy. one of those guys who is sarcastic enough to be funny, but also stupid enough to even things out. i guess he knew ariel, too. so he was from pittsford, but he was going to MCC and said that if we learned anything from him, it was to not go to MCC. point proved, my friend. well, at the end of our convo, we finally got his name. Spencer. he looked like a Spencer, too. he had really nice eyes, and sharp canines. yeah. so, Spencer made my night about tenfold darker.
Erin got the most amazing trench i've ever seen. its absolutely killer. i want it. but i shall not have it, because that would be cheap of me to buy the same coat as her. i'm going to make mine anyways. one of a kind. that is, i'll make it if i fix my machine. i was making a skirt today, and the tip of the needle broke off and came flying at my like a dart. kinda freaky. oh well.
12 days! so excited. i hope Justin calls back... crappy frontman, he is. do you want the money or not??!! or cant you play at your cousins sixteenth birthday party? ahg!
yeah, so happy sunday night, everyone.
well anyways, we were sitting in the food court, and first there was this guy with awesome gloves. like the ones you get for christmas, with little knit deer on them and crap. and they were tan. but he cut the fingers off, and it made us all happy. so we debated on going and talking to him, but decided we were too dorky to do it, so we moved to a table closer to him. apparently he was just waiting for his mom and sister, so he left right as we were about to approach him. figures.
so we took a seat again, people watching, and this guy had an awesome trench, so Tricia was like "HEY! i like your trench coat!" and he spun around. five seconds later he was standing next to me. we talked about a random lot of things; for example, the difference between coconuts and oranges, and being a pirate, and Alfred U's excellent, world recognized pirating program. he had come to the mall to get his job back, but once he got there he realized that he hated working at tom wahls. so he decided to chat with us for about an hour. he made me really happy. one of those guys who is sarcastic enough to be funny, but also stupid enough to even things out. i guess he knew ariel, too. so he was from pittsford, but he was going to MCC and said that if we learned anything from him, it was to not go to MCC. point proved, my friend. well, at the end of our convo, we finally got his name. Spencer. he looked like a Spencer, too. he had really nice eyes, and sharp canines. yeah. so, Spencer made my night about tenfold darker.
Erin got the most amazing trench i've ever seen. its absolutely killer. i want it. but i shall not have it, because that would be cheap of me to buy the same coat as her. i'm going to make mine anyways. one of a kind. that is, i'll make it if i fix my machine. i was making a skirt today, and the tip of the needle broke off and came flying at my like a dart. kinda freaky. oh well.
12 days! so excited. i hope Justin calls back... crappy frontman, he is. do you want the money or not??!! or cant you play at your cousins sixteenth birthday party? ahg!
yeah, so happy sunday night, everyone.