The next morning I woke up early. I hardly ever wake up early, but when I do, this is what happens. I first don't believe what time it is for a minute because I feel so awake. Then I get some food and it usually invokes sneaking around. Then I read or write for a while.

Today was no different. I look at my watch, put my arm back down, sit up, waited a second then I look at my watch again before I freak out. Today was Sunday, and I got up at 3:30. I kept my Pajamas on and snuck down stairs because I was hungry. I looked throughout the random boxes and bags of candy. I took some reese's pieces, M&M's and thin mints. Back up in my dorm, I tried to be as quiet as possible as I turned on my lap top. When it made the turning on sound I was sure it was going to wake the whole building, but Killi didn't seem to notice it.

Now that my computer is on, I began to type up my dream, which I had a few times before. It was strange, but oddly logical for my standards. I was running from some dinosaurs and I tried to hide by running into a near by building. This building happened to be some rich person's closet (yes, the whole thing). Then, because it was a dream, the closet was a different dimension, and the dinosaurs had to teleport there. After that I remember pushing rack of clothes over so they wouldn't get me, but it was a bit blurry.

I decided to stop typing and read instead. I had some books downloaded on my computer, but not many. I ended up reading Twilight, though I didn't particularly want to. I think I just wanted it to suddenly be 7:30. Time went by fairly fast, and I had a few more chapters left when my watch beeped for me to go take a shower. For some reason I felt I should finish the book when I get back from shopping. I hate leaving a book unfinished.

The bathroom that was attached to my room was the same as everyone's, but because I had a roommate, I only got half the space. That makes me felt gypped somehow. Then I took a shower without realizing was taking it. Suddenly it was eight and I wasn't dressed or ready at all. Where did my time run off to? I hurriedly tried to dry my hair, and jumped in some clothes. Gabbing my walled and sketch book on the way, I ran to the office. When I got there Feliks wasn't there. I sat and waited for him, and it took a while for him to get there. I could have fully dried hair by the time he arrived, but no! Oh well, I will just have to deal.

"Hey, sorry I'm, like, fashionably late." he said, and he indeed look fashionable. It was like he was dressed as a preppy girl going to a party. However, his clothes somehow suited him.

"So how are we getting to the mall?" I asked.

"I like totally asked Roddy to drive us. He should be pulling up out front, like, now." then he skipped, yes skipped, to the door, and gestured for me to follow him. I saw the student driver car, and wondered if my "personal driver for a day" was going to be changed to my "Personal driver for a couple of days." I was right, Roderich sat in the drivers seat, glaring daggers over at me in the passengers seat. Feliks sat in the back and leaned forward to talk in our ears the whole time. It took approximately an two hours to get there, but it seemed more like a few days.

Don't get me wrong, some of the things he talked about were interesting, but I'm not sure my brain could handle having to process another "like" or "totally" ever again. Roderich, or Roddy as Feliks liked to call him, drove with out saying a word. He didn't have too, I could tell from his face that he wasn't enjoying himself one bit. How did Feliks get him to drive them if he hated him so much? Or did he just not like the talking part? I would ask but-

"Hey! We're like totally at the mall!" I look up and saw that he was right. We had stopped in front of the doors to Macy's.

"I'll wait in the parking lot awaiting your call." he said, but the way he said it made me think he meant, "I'll be sitting in the torture chamber awaiting you to free me from my endless boredom." Now I felt bad for him, but I'm sure he wouldn't want to shop either.

"'K. Bye!" Feliks said, slamming the door and waving with his purse. I just got out of the car and started to walk into Macy's. I didn't want him to have to wait too long for us. Too bad Feliks had other plans.

"We're totally getting you some, like, better clothes before we, like, do anything else!" he said, and proceeded to drag me from store to store making me try on ridiculous outfits everywhere we went. He bought an outfit from each store for each of us. I couldn't see myself ever wearing most of them, but he said he was too rich to not buy me pretty things. That was his excuse every time.

When we stopped for lunch, we spent way to long trying to find something I would eat. After we finished eating I finally was able to get him to a party store. He hadn't looked at my sketches yet, but when he did, he had some major adjustments. I thought we were done then, but no. He had to find someone he knew. He talked to her and her friends for an hour. By the time we left it was 4 pm.

I was tired and bored, but when saw our personal driver, I knew he was more bored. He had listened to the same symphony CD for the entire time and had fallen asleep. We woke him up and his stomach grumbled.

"Do you think we should, like, get him some food?" Feliks asked. I nodded, and we brought him in to get him food before he passed out or something since he hadn't eaten in eight hours or more.

When we laft and got on the high way we got stuck in traffic. Roderich insisted he knew a short cut to get around the traffic by going on back roads. He didn't, however, we just got lost a few times, and ended up asking for directions at a gas station. I would have fallen asleep if it wasn't for Feliks' continual talking.

Finally we got back to school and we had missed dinner. It was 8:45 and I had been up since 3:30! I was done. Just done. I went back to me dorm, only stopping to eat some thin mints, before I flopped down on my bed and fell asleep with out changing out of the new outfit I was wearing.