Kariza Boo l Sophomore, MMHS l Posted in Mira Mesa l FULL Filipino
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Copped a couple new tees and this dakine backpack I’ve been wanting. Unfortunately, I din’t copp any new kicks due to the fact that my mom thinks I have no more room for them in my closet. -.- Cause I have one of those hangy thingys that you stick shoes in. Yeeah, I got like 3 of those full already. And my mom doesn’t want me putting my shoes on the floor cause she thinks that they’ll make stains on the carpet. I swear, my mom’s fucking crazy. AANNYYWWAAAAYSS, I was covering my mouth with my left hand like always. [If you knew me, you’d know that I do that.] And one of the guys that works at the Attic comes up and is like “Ayo, I like tha flavor of your nails. You do them yourself?” And I was like “Thanks. And yeah, I do.” And he was like “Daamn, you’s a pro.” And I said Thanks again, and I tried walking off to look at other gear. But this foool deciedes to fuckin’ follow me through out the store, giving me his opinion on what shirts I pick up, what hats I try on, and if I need a certain size for the shoes I pick up. And you know, I’m not tryna be like fucked up or some shit and tell him to BACK THE FUCK UP, but after like.. 20 minutes of being followed and having to listen to this fool, I’m just like “YOU KNOW I’M ONLY 15!? SO IF YOU DID GET MY NUMBER, YOU’D BE BREAKING THE LAW.” And he’s like “O_O Forreal? I thought you were 17 or 18, some shit. My buuust.” And he walks back to the register. FUUUDGE DUDE. I look old ]:
