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Being very stand-offish and unsociable in school, I didn't think I'll ever keep in touch with Shani after I got drafted. I'm real glad I did.
I went to meet her in Tel Aviv for shopping this morning [she's going to England in two weeks - I'm going to NYC on March, and so we both needed new big shoulder bags, and I wanted to get a new pair of sunglasses] and she, as usual, was late. She's allowed to be, though, because she drives me everywhere, so I never give her shit for being late -- anyway, whatever. I sat down in Aroma to have coffee and further read The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford [nearly done, too] while I was waiting for her. Looking up from me mug, this old man and his wife approach me, and the man says, very politely, 'Excuse me, ma'am, but there aren't any free tables around. Mind if we shared this one with you?'
I agreed, of course, sort of idly listening to their conversation while I read. When Shani finally got there and I was getting all my stuff together, the man said he hoped they didn't bother me. I said that no, not one bit, and have a lovely day. The woman grinned at how polite I was.
Adorable old people are adorable.
Then just, hanging around with Shani. Couldn't find a decent bag to save our lives. Made fun of emo kids and bought some secret gifts for the Basterds for when I meet them in March.
Then, she made me go into Nine West. I would never even consider going into that store, being expensive as hell - the only time I go there is when I go shopping with my mom, because she's obsessed and has a giant Nine West shoe collection. Seriously, she has around 20 pairs she bought over the years. She's crazy. Anyways, last time I was there with my mom, I noticed this pretty, big, giant blue bag that was perfect for all my needs. Today, it was on sale. IDK why material things like this make me so happy; I think because, it's Nine West, and, well, that's kinda like my mom's store, in my head. And my mom is like, everything that class should be, okay. So I think having something from there makes me feel classy or whatever. And Nine West is a good shop, this is like, a bag for life, sort of. IDK I sound stupid. Whatever. I still spent a fortune on it, even that it was on sale, and I carry it proudly.
Then Shani found a bag herself, and we sat down to have lunch. IDK why, but it's always nice catching up with Shani. She's a good listener, and our conversations are somewhat more fluent than the ones I have with my other friends. Not that I'd ever compare between my BFF's, I'm a different person around each of them, but, still, IDK, there is something that pleases me about talking to her that I get from no one else. There's not one silent moment and we talk about everything and nothing. She's the only one I can really talk to about my family, too, my folks' divorce and all that, because her folks got divorced about a year before mine and she's the only person who gets me in that... area. Of subject. IDK.
Anyways. Yes. Don't know what I was trying to say, really, just thought I'd share the lovely day I've had or whatever.