• so i come to school wearing my brand new boots from payless, half the price of the ones i wanted from aldo (which turned out to look ugly on me anyway)
• and then the hottest chic at school who i can't stop staring at because she's so hot like i'm serious she's so hot
  • comes to school wearing THE SAME BOOTS
    • okay i have to expound on this little aspect of the story or you won't understand why i was so embarrassed to be wearing the same boots
      • OKAY #1: she's hot
      • 2: the first day she came to school wearing those boots i suddenly became infatuated with boots in general
      • 3: so when i took my regular visit to the library one night, i decided to venture out further to granville mall and strategically (and soberly) window shop for possible ideas on how to spend the amount of cash i've been accumulating (trying to cut back on my grade ten impulsive buying that brought about my current status of flat broke-ness and humility)
      • 4: when i went into aldo i fell in love with this pair of high above the ankle, but not yet mid-calf black buckled boots, except they cost a stinking $110 not including hst
      • 5: so i was like meeeehhhh i should check out value village if i can find a vintage deal
      • the next day my dad takes me and my grandmother out for a birthday lunch at the old spaghetti factory
      • then my dad drops a huge bomb that totally hit me unexpectedly and was like "i have $250 -usually when he takes me out my budget is $100- for you because you turned 18 and it's a special occasion" so in my head i was like YESSSS WAIT UH OHHHHH SHOULD I BUY THOSE BOOTS THEN? but in reality i was like "oh...yay...thanks, pa"
      • so later on i take my dad to granville and it annoyingly took us forever to get enough change to put in the metre once we found a spot to park
      • i take him straight to winners to see if they've got any good deals but man their stock of boots suck like man winners don't know what's in these days like ew
      • then we finally head into aldo, i try on the expensive boots, and it turns out that they look hideous on me but i was more relieved than disappointed because man those things cost a lot
      • but when we left i immediately despaired because if those boots didn't look good on me, will i ever own a pair of boots and solve my fashion dilemma?
      • then i dragged my dad into payless which was conveniently next door to aldo, nearly fell in love at first sight of these boots (and secretly hoping they're not the same boots that the hot chic has. like i was so certain they weren't. for some reason i thought that hers were longer, almost knee length. it probably seemed that way to me because she's thin and quite tall. i think i even snickered to myself when i was trying them on, thinking how awesome it was that i found a nice pair that was probably much cheaper than the expensive boots she has)
• so as i was saying, i come to school the next day wearing my boots, but the outfit i was wearing i didn't too confident in. didn't have time to figure out what i felt comfortable in since i woke up much later than usual
• so i'm at school, feeling half-confident in my boots, and once i saw her in the student area at her locker in the corner of my eye, i immediately acknowledged my mistake in judgment and for once split-second i contemplated taking them off and had a vision of myself walking around school in just socks (which wouldn't have been so bad; a lot of kids last year liked to take of their shoes and walk in their socks), the ounce of confidence left vanishes
• but other than that it was a normal day at school

and that's only half the story

• so i come home feeling utterly like a plop of crap
• i want to wear my boots but all my jeans like suck
• so i take out an old corduroy pants i bought at that true value vintage sale in june/july that i didn't like but got it anyway with hopes that it will be of use to me sometime in the future
• couldn't find my own pair of scissors so i go into the kitchen to steal the kitchen pair with my grandma cooking at stove with the usual perplexed look on her face
• i cut off the legs to make short shorts
• put on my tights, tuck in my lace shirt into the shorts, go into the washroom to look at what it looks like and voila
  • just another fashion sellout
• but whatevers because i still love my boots

yes i am aware that i frequently change tenses but WHAT'S IT TO YA. anyways, be back later gotta go find my self-esteem that didn't care about appearance and the latest fashion-trends ugh. i hope you all enjoyed my fragmented interwebz english! (okay i hope y'all are really not harsh judging me on my pettiness and vanity just read my others lists i do have depth!)