we are not in a play but we are in a gang

So i went to work today and it was fine but kinda crazy busy...well, busy enough that once the business was over, i spent the rest of the day catching up from it. I forgot to do something and then did something else poorly and got a call about later which was frustrating but oh well.
Letting it go now.
So i just ate a bagel with cream cheese and now i really want one with peanut butter. But that's a little excessive...and it's midnight.
Ok i just put my little clouds up there and i just realized i don't really know what the weather was like, actually. I walked to work and went outside several times but apparently i was somewhat unobservant today. I think it was clouds though.
Ok so on to the fun stuff...Hannah and her mom picked me up from work and we stopped home so i could change.
Oh! I also got two packages: one was a Valentine
package of gifts from Nic and Tim, for me and Gramma and my mom and sisters. The other was some clothes i ordered including a hoodie with bear ears, yay. 
Anyway, then over to Hannah's house for various things, and then we took the van and picked up Brianna and lastly Laura. I wore my pink dress and Hannah wore my "birthday dress" and we all went inside. Brianna was carrying my music note dress
and told Laura she needed to change. Laura observed our frilliness and her own lack thereof, and reacted predictably with short little cries of despair. But then we presented her with her newly arrived, very own lolita jumperskirt and petticoat
. So after a time of primping, we headed over to Borders.
At the cafe we all ordered caramel milk tea
and got free lemon poundcake
Laura took us over to her favorite corner where there were bookshelves (imagine that) and a ladder and a stepstool and cushy chairs and a little low table. We had the loveliest teatime / bon voyage party
Then we shopped for a while and i drove everyone home. I believe Hannah received her official
bling girl
name, and we took lots of photos. Now i'm awfully sleepy... but, i probably won't go to bed.
4 comments:
I feel like I'm 6 again when I believed sleeping was a waste of time, and wouldn't go to sleep, even though I'm so tired. I just don't want to go to bed..
yeah sleeping is totally a waste of time. until morning, when suddenly everything BUT sleeping is a waste of time.
"Short little cries of despair" are PREDICTABLE?! Oo;
Hehe, it was a lovely party. <3
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