On the way to work I was driving, of course (since I'm so awesome at the wheel), and it started feeling bumpy. My mom suggested I pull into a gas station and they said to go to Les Schwab about 4 blocks ahead and get the tires checked. Well, while we were waiting, my mom noticed that Fred Meyer was right across the street and that's one of the only places that carries my cool Converse High-Top shoes, and since mine were getting holes in them (lol) I could go and get new ones! Yay! I ran over there and found a pair of the kind I always get, the black ones, but also found a new kind. I fell in love with them instantly and got them instead, though they didn't have size 9, only 9 1/2, which fits fine. Here's a picture of them:

They were $39. The tire guy said there is nothing wrong with our tires, they just had really low air pressure, so he set them right with no charge :). At work, everyone who noticed my shoes thought they were really cool, and I got many enthusiastic compliments on them. Bro. Donovan and his sister, Shannon, came in and when I showed them my shoes, they said they were sweet shoes, and Donovan started cracking up. He said he wouldn't wear them, but they're really cool, he's just not brave enough. I did my hair a little differently than just spiked up like usual. It reminds me of Goten's hair when he's older.

Rebekah said I should frost the tips blue, and Donovan agreed, either blue or blond. I duno, maybe I will.

I've been working on my main page more, but right now there's only a link to a just-started page.

Well, I talked to someone last night about my bad luck with the girls, and I made a scenerio having her be one of the girls, and telling me what would be the main reason she wouldn't go out with me. Well, she said it's because she doesn't like me that way. Now, I didn't know this, I thought it was mostly the fact of school and our long distance, not to mention her liking other guys that kept us apart. And it wouldn't have made me feel so bad, except I wasn't feeling good and I was already in a depressed mood, so it really wasn't a good time for me to be finding out things like that, and I wrote her an email about it. Now, today, I'm all cheerful and I was trying to remember what I said in the email, and from what I could gather, it was depressing, and so now I'm afraid to check my email in case she replied and I most likely won't like it :x Hey, I just figured out another smiley! This one means you're eating: ":1" Hehe. Well, I guess I'll stop being a wimp and go check my email. But I'm happy today, and hopefully will be in the days to come. ;) Later, all you readers of other peoples' lives.