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I got home yesterday from Woodfield around 6 with Desiree and her parents. She freaking woke me up at 8:20 in the morning. But then again I called her last night around 11:30 and we arranged all this shopping for yesterday. I only had 70 bucks on me and still owe Des 10. (My parents left before I can ask them for money) but whatever. I was able to buy a pair of jeans (and a free t-shirt that came with it), two shirts (albeit, summery shirt) and a pair of Vans.

I feel bad for making the guy who works at the Vans shoe store - running around getting pairs of shoes for me. I was set on the first little-more-than-decent pair I tried on - but I swear, like out of nowhere, all these new cooler shoes popped out of nowhere and I had to try them on. Haha, I liked them all and was undecisive (and being dorky at the same time) - Des, too. We asked the guy which one he would chose but he was too busy laughing at us to help decide. We were loud and people kept on looking at us funny. It took us about an hour to buy two pair of shoes.

After Woodfield, we went down to the Harlem-Irving Plaza, aka HIP. We didn't spend so much time in there though and soon got picked up by her mom.

On the way home, while waiting in traffic, an accident occured and a car's bumper fell. It was weird and freaky at the same time because we were some close to it too. We were also close to this idiot that kept on honking his car despite seeing the accident and firetruck before him. Desiree gave him the finger several times and out of that several times I guess he must have saw her because when we were finally able to get out, he came honking at us followed by a quick two minute hysteria and a near cars collision.

I got home safe so I guess that's what matter. Kinda jealous though that Sarah spent less on her Vans than I did. haha - I'm so cheap.
08.16.2003.saturday