RupertGrintKevinClarkObsessed: Its 11:19 on a saturday night and i'm home....XX. Show's how much of a life I have huh? ::sighs:: Oh well. At least I have time to write more for you people, even though I really should be doing my homework. I pick you. Lucky lucky. Enjoy! :)
My stairway to heaven,
Hey. Me and Zack Attack went over to the mall. A very scary place when it wants to be. There are a few different parts of these so called 'Malls' that scare me.
1- The food court...I tend to stay away from there. It tends to be the 'hangout' for preps, and moms with 5 billion kids. So all you can hear there are "OH MY GOD! NO WAY BECKY!!" and "WAA!! MOMMY I WANT FOOD!!!" I think i'll pass.
2- Shoe stores like Foot Locker, or Athletes Foot. The so called 'ghetto' people hang out there. Its not like they don't have 12 million pairs of $500.00 sneakers already. I have one pair of chucks that have lasted me for 3 years....mostly because I don't like to go into shoe stores, and they look cooler when they're dirty. I also don't like to hear a salesperson call out to me "Yo! Ya need help son?" .....For one, my name is not 'yo' its Freddy, and I am NOT your son. I am my fathers son.
3-The bathrooms. They're dirty and disgusting and gross and i'd rather pee in a bush. No thanks.
The only place I think i'd actually think about going are music stores. And Hot Topic. As usual, me and Zack headed there. I bought a Ramones shirt, a new Green Day shirt(My old one was dieing of some unknown disease), and a pair of pants. I don't like shopping so I kind of guessed my size. Luckily, I know myself pretty well considering they're only about 2 sizes too big. My mom was very proud.
I was going to buy a pair of boots. But I didn't. I didn't feel like going over to the guy and tell him my size so he can go all the way in the back and get them and then i'd try them on and they would be too big, then he would tell me there's no more and i'd get ticked off and walk out, cursing my ass off. Save myself and alot of innocent bystanders the trouble.
Next, was the music store. I picked up the My Chemical Romance, and Franz Ferdinand cd's. Also got myself a hot ass Led Zepplin poster.
Then we took the 5 hour bus ride home. I really hate people on the bus. I bought myself a couple of these candy things and there was one left. Zack asked me for it and I said "No dude." and then he asked if we could cut it in half. Bad move....
We, oddly, didn't have many sharp objects with us that day. So Zack, the smart guy that he is, takes out his keys. As we're scraping the hard candy with the key, these old bags keep looking at us, and everytime I look at them, they turn around, non-chalantly. I hate old people on the bus. I really do. One of my pet peeves. They think they're all that and a bottle of viagra just because they have a cane. When your sitting down and they're standing up, they give you the death stare. It practically says "I'm old, get up, my legs are weak and i'm gonna die." My reaction "If your gonna die soon, why bother?"
Anyway, by the time the bus ride came to an end, and it was at my stop, Zack has still yet to complete the halfing of the candy. I kept telling him he could just have it, but he was determined. So I got off, and gave up.
Now, I have to ask. Do I look Jewish? Some old Jewish lady walked up to me and started speaking in Hebrew. I raised one eyebrow and said "No Comprendo?" She gave me the dirtiest look, and went away. Some people are so weird.
That was the story of my day at the mall. I hope you all we're entertained. I'm supposed to meet Katie tomorrow to work on our project after band practice. Score......
I know you wanna be sedated,
Freddy Jones
RupertGrintKevinClarkObsessed: The Freddy/Katie will come soon!!!! Don't fret! R&R
