The Lucky Ducky I Am!

A couple of my friends from middle school and I got together today to hang out for the holiday break. The beautiful thing is that everyone seems to haven't change in the slightest. Well, X-chan seems to have gotten a little bit "too cool for us". Haha, but all is well xD. We traded gifts, ate froyo, and had a tone of fun. What I found to be quite fun though was that I was like a whole two inches taller than everyone :'D. LOL. Sadly not because I miraculously grew over night, but because I wore the new boots my daddy got me for Christmas >w< !! Kyaaa~ I love them. They're ah-maz-ing~!  I mean the heel is like a whole friggin' 3 inches high (and I have declared them to be little devils T~T), but I still love 'em!

http://www.6pm.com/michael-antonio-malone-taupe?zfcTest=mat%3A1

I wore them out today, and was having a ton of fun. How I felt on the way home though was a whole other story though! My toes felt the slow torture. Gradually, my walking pace became slower to make up for the pain and I was totally being left behind. //boohu. When I finally got the chance to stop, I switched out my boots for a pair of nice comfortable sneakers that I kept in my bag (in case of emergency foot pain and whatnot xP). I placed my boots into a red plastic bag, and tied it to the side of my bag. Being the "smart" one I am, I double knotted it, so it doesn't fall. However, when I got back home....... my boots were missing >___>. FUU** !! Of course, being the crazy bastard that I am, I decided that I wasn't going to just say "Oh fucking well. That's too bad." No. Like hell I would say that xP. Instead, I forced my dad to get into his car and help me find my boots even though it was raining/snowing/hailing. Not to mention it was dark and we were both in our pajamas. My dad is nice though. He was like "I doubt you'll find it! It's not very likely" also insert some phrases of "You're so stupid!" and "I taught you better!" Haha, but that's not what makes him nice... xD;;. LOL. It's that despite thinking I'm a complete idiot, he tossed on his coat and gave me the chance to find it. Of course, throughout the entire time, he was whining like a baby and complaining about how he'd rather buy another pair than go through with the work of finding it XDD. We drove around. My face glued to the window, trying to look for any sign of my boots. All I could think of was "look for the red plastic bag. red plastic bag." I tried to convince my dad (and myself) that although it was dark, the redness of the bag and the small help of the street lights will be enough to spot it. We couldn't find it though! I was so frustrated. All my dad could do was say "It's okay. The price dropped more, so now it's only $15!" (lol, oh dad xD). And as I was about to give up hope, at the very last moment, in my perifpheral vision, I saw it. A small lump of red on the edge of the sidewalk. I shouted in excitement as a glimmer of hope sprung within me as I hopped out of my car (after it stopped ofc) and dashed toward it. I bent down to pick it up, lifted the flaps of the bag, and in the dim light of the night, .... it ended up being full of garbage.



LOL Just kidding! Inside were my boots!! TTwTT. You wouldn't believe how happy I was!! My boots are now in my possession once again. Soaked, but still beautiful ;w;. Haha, my dad couldn't believe that I acutually found it. He wouldn't stop laughing xD.

Crazy Day at DSW

Okay, so DSW is a shoe store for those of you who don't know of it. And today I went to go buy some shoes there. xD lolz duh. My whole family went mostly to get fancy shoes for my little brother and sister's graduation. I don't think I've mentioned my family often or put it in my about me page (which I should), so just to let you know, I have two little brothers, one sister, and a dad. I'm the oldest! :) which means I'm the boss. Lolz jk. Anyways, going to a simple shoe store can be pretty hectic when you have two toddler brothers.
So when my sister and dad went to go look for shoes for her, I had to watch the little ones. Which isn't so bad, but it involves a lot of running around. Ga. (my littlest brother) was running around like crazy. He even started throwing shoes at me! My other little brother, Za. (the oldest of the brothers) wasn't helping. He was chasing Ga.  causing a ruckus and making Ga. hyper. There was one Asian lady who looked to be about in her 20s  with her boyfriend or something smiling at the two as if they were the cutest things on earth. And I was just chasing after them yelling "Stop! No running! No don't toss that shoe!" Eventually, my dad and sister finish, and dad carries Ga. I was like "Finally!" My dad then started complaining about how there weren't any little children shoes, and it got annoying after the 10th time he repeated himself. "I can't believe they don't have little kid shoes. I can't believe it!" Well, since my sister found shoes for herself, it was my turn!
At DSW they mostly had heels for women in the section we were at. I was like ">~< dad, you know I can't walk in heels very well." Everyone one of my girl friends has heels or at least knows how to walk in them. I don't have heels, and can neither walk in them. It's so difficult. I'm always wobbly and it feels weird to suddenly be 2 inches taller. My dad got me a pair of heels anyways. But they were the wedge kind (thick heels), and weren't to high; about an inch or half I think. They were pretty comfortable, and not too hard to walk in. I liked them ^ ^.
My dad was like "It takes practice to walk in heels. These can be your practice heels." He kept going on and on as if he knew everything about them. Lolz, well he knows more then me at least. xD
Here's a picture of a shoe that looks similar to the ones I got. Mine was more blueish though. Like a dark blackish blue. But this picture will do.

The company that made my shoe is BOC (born o control; I think or something similar). It's a nice pair of shoes; looks nice with my jeans xD. Very comfortable too. I got mine in a size 8 even though I'm a size 7. Size 8 just seems to fit better. It was totally hilarious. I went to the cashier and gave the guy my shoes. He then looked at it and was like "You have shoes of two different sizes." I was like "Huh?" "One shoe is size 7 and the other is size 8." He says. My dad was like "How did you not notice that? You tried them on!" I was like "I don't know! I couldn't tell. xD" The guy then had to call for someone to get me a size 8 of the same type of shoe. The line of people got longer. It was our fault. I felt bad. But it's not my fault that some idiot put two different sizes of the same shoe into a box!
This shoe looks kind of mature... hm but I like it anyways ^ ^
Lolz Ga.'s birthday is tomorrow, and we used my shoe box to make a pinata out of it. I mean it's not like I'm poor. It's just that when we went to go buy a pinata, we found out that it costed $20. Which isn't so much. But seriously? I don't want to spend $20 for an empty box! So we just bought candy and tossed it into a shoe box and used handy duck tape to seal it. xD we're such cheapskates. lolz well that was how my day went mostly. Oh, and for dinner I had peanut butter covered dumplings. xD That had got to be the weirdest thing I've ever tasted, but unusually good. Especially with hot sauce. :)