my superpower is stressing out.
The internet randomly stops working for me around this time. It did this exact thing yesterday. Argh.
So, things were okay for a while. Kaylen went off to the food court to pick up food while I exchanged. They didn't have anything above the size I got that didn't fit in the style I wanted. I found two that I liked in a size that actually fits, so I was happy about that. I almost walked away with nothing, but there were these other jeans, so I was like "okay I really don't want to have one pair of jeans that fits me, so I'm going to look at these." I actually have two, but one is stretchy and looks better if I am about 5 pounds less.
The jackets didn't fit either, and I didn't find any better long-sleeved shirts. They didn't have the sweatshirt, again. I officially hate JCPenney. Kaylen also got jeans yesterday and they didn't take the ink theft thing off. What the fuck? Are they fucking retards? I am forced to assume so, especially since they assume every teenager with a fashion sense is anorexic, when Houston is like the third fattest city in America. Also, this is Houston. Why are you selling big, puffy feather down jackets? What the fuck!?!? Die please!!!!
This is why I want to learn how to make clothes. Stores annoy the hell out of me. Christ.
But I shrugged it off then. It was in the car when I wanted to jump out onto the street and get run over a lot. I won't get into it, let's just say that Kaylen's dad is an even bigger jackass than my dad. And that's an accomplishment. Congratulations, you asshole. Thank god he leaves on Tuesday for two weeks.
Kaylen getting a license is a huge thing, because then I can make the moneys. Please don't let me spend it on stupid shit so that I can save up so we can move out eventually. Hopefully before I start college next summer/autumn (I'm unsure of if I will be taking summer classes).
So, Laia, I'll get on tomorrow so you can talk to me/do the file exchanging, since I feel like killing something, and the internet is being all wonky anyways.
Additionally, thank you all for hoping that my throat got better, because it feels so much better today. I'm glad I have such loving, caring friends such as yourselves. ♥ Have a cookie.
So, things were okay for a while. Kaylen went off to the food court to pick up food while I exchanged. They didn't have anything above the size I got that didn't fit in the style I wanted. I found two that I liked in a size that actually fits, so I was happy about that. I almost walked away with nothing, but there were these other jeans, so I was like "okay I really don't want to have one pair of jeans that fits me, so I'm going to look at these." I actually have two, but one is stretchy and looks better if I am about 5 pounds less.
The jackets didn't fit either, and I didn't find any better long-sleeved shirts. They didn't have the sweatshirt, again. I officially hate JCPenney. Kaylen also got jeans yesterday and they didn't take the ink theft thing off. What the fuck? Are they fucking retards? I am forced to assume so, especially since they assume every teenager with a fashion sense is anorexic, when Houston is like the third fattest city in America. Also, this is Houston. Why are you selling big, puffy feather down jackets? What the fuck!?!? Die please!!!!
This is why I want to learn how to make clothes. Stores annoy the hell out of me. Christ.
But I shrugged it off then. It was in the car when I wanted to jump out onto the street and get run over a lot. I won't get into it, let's just say that Kaylen's dad is an even bigger jackass than my dad. And that's an accomplishment. Congratulations, you asshole. Thank god he leaves on Tuesday for two weeks.
Kaylen getting a license is a huge thing, because then I can make the moneys. Please don't let me spend it on stupid shit so that I can save up so we can move out eventually. Hopefully before I start college next summer/autumn (I'm unsure of if I will be taking summer classes).
So, Laia, I'll get on tomorrow so you can talk to me/do the file exchanging, since I feel like killing something, and the internet is being all wonky anyways.
Additionally, thank you all for hoping that my throat got better, because it feels so much better today. I'm glad I have such loving, caring friends such as yourselves. ♥ Have a cookie.