For the first time, I think I had a mental breakdown yesterday at 5:45pm.
This was what happened;
I was at Tel Aviv, shopping with my mother. We went to the shop Twenty Four seven
There was 1+1 sale. I chose two skirts. One had this beautiful snowflakes, and the other was this gorgeous blue skirt with 6 golden buttons in the middle. I was holding on those two living godness pointing it to my mother to buy it for me. She said no. But I saw in her face that she was in her good mood. So I left it down on the rack, and started to persuade my mother. She said yes. So when I turned around to hold the skirts again, one of the snowflake skirt was GONE.
Now. This may NOT sound terrible to you, but this was my first time when someone else took my beloved. AND IT DID NOT FEEL GOOD. When I turned around to see where my love went, it was on this FAT girl's hip.
OKAY.
Now.
I never ever thought a fat. Girl would wear a skirt that was above the knees.
When I saw that fagget wearing my love, I got all emotional and tears rolled in my eye.
- just couldn't bear to see my love at that ugly fat chick's butt!
I mean.. that SKIRT DESERVES A BETTER OWNER
THAT FAT GIRL JUST
TOOK MY SKIRT THAT I LEFT ON THE RACK FOR AT MOST TWO MINUTES.
THAT'S MINE.
MINE
MINE
MINE
MINE!!!!!!!!!!
I shouted that in my mind... I didn't have enough guts to shout out and point to the girl and say that was mine...because she wasn't with her friends. She was with her mother..
In retrospect, I SHOULD had pointed at her and shouted that that's mine, and that it doesn't deserve to be a fat girl's skirt. The skirt is way too good for her.
Now, the funny thing: honestly, after the fat girl wore my skirt, I thought she would take it off and dump it somewhere and get all depressed about her fat-ness and eat another hamburger at Mc Donald’s'
But I was wrong.
She started to twirl around and flip the skirt up and down and do another twirl and admired the beauty of the skirt like I did.
THEN. MY MELTDOWN REALLY happened.
I started to move my fingers mad, and chew them madly and give death glares to her fat butt. Even after when one of the workers told me that she was buying it, I couldn't stop my fejiting(I don't know how to spell but you pronounce it fe-git-ting) and my violent thoughts on how to pay back that obese girl. Even when I was at another shop, I kept on looking back and cursed her under my breath. I was going crazzzy. I ended up going to that shop once again to hear that that skirt was the last one in the store and was one of the summer collection back in July.
That made me go more wild.
After I came back, I got on my laptop and started searching for other twenty four seven shops in Telaviv, Netanya, Herzliya. I couldn't find any.
So I am like reallly sad now. I don't even know how I am writing this blog post because I swear I am depressed like a girl in depression. I am dead serious. Yes! I am over reacting about this damn 160NIS skirt but I can't help it. It's one of those feeling that you can't feel unless you experienced it!
Talking about feelings toward perfect clothing, my first experience to feel that attractive-ness was in July 2011 during summer vacation.
It's not a chain store and I am sure there is only one in the whole world.
I don't even know the name but it doesn't matter.
I was just looking around to cheer myself up. I was going through one clothing at a time in this rack.
It was then.
I felt it.
It's not easy to feel it because it's not often you find something that you never thought to exists.
This black dress.
Laces in the shoulder.
Not too short or long; perfect above my knees.
Wasn't made out of leather.
Didn't show much skin.
I rushed to the dressing room and just stared at it's beauty.
Even the worker told me it was made for me.
Wait. That's their job. Lol
I took it off and saw the price was 358. the price used to be 550 but was 38% sale.
I knew this was a sign from god and told them if they could hold it for two days.
They said one day.
I said okay.
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| the blue skirt I wrote about (I can't find the black and white one.. |
It turned out I only had 200 in my wallet when I got home.
So I borrowed 150 from Judi and took her with me to the shop next day.
Judi obviously gasped too when she saw me on.
Hahahahhahah
this blog post is just weird hahhahhahaha
So yeah.. I am angry at myself for not speaking up when I should have and.. stuff..
But I still managed to buy a knit skirt that is equally beautiful... well not equal to the snowflake one..but it's still cute because it's from pull & bear.
You will see when we get back to school. :D
Shops I can't live without
- Top Shop 2. Pull & Bear 3. Twenty Four Seven 4. Castro 5. Fox 6. Mango 7. Zara 8. Forever 21
I am pretty sure I have more than that list.
Just can't think when it's 11:54pm~
and! When you are reading the Ender's game
it's my first time reading this type of book.. like a sci-fi.
I am lovvvvvvvvvvvvving it.
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