So...my thanksgiving began with me missing the macy's thanksgiving day parade...boo...that sucked. But...my sis and i made breakfast...Next, my sis and i went out to find the newspaper from the mercury news with all of the ads...it took us 2 hours to find it...and we even went into the ghetto to find it! haha...not something we normally like to do...but it was ridiculous. So...we found it and came back home to cook. We cooked dinner and cleaned up...That's when the action began.
We started our Black Friday shopping by going to the outlets to wait in line at the coach store. Holy crap...we got there at 10pm...stood in line until about 12ish...finally got in after our turn came to go in...and shopped in there for a bit...I got in line at 12:15...got out of the store at 1:53am...Yup...i was in line for almost 2 hours. CRAZY!!!!! But totally worth it....my sister was quite content. haha. THEN...we decided to go to Walmart.
They were having this amazing deal on an arcade Xbox 360 with 7 games including a wireless guitar and a wireless controller...ALL FOR 199. IT WAS A GREAT DEAL...so we drove to walmart...and expected there to be a line...but there wasn't. This was a SUPER walmart. So in the store, they had all of the big ticket items wrapped heavily in black plastic. We got there at 2:13 and stood next to the systems until it was time. For 3 hours, i stood at the corner of the stack of Xbox 360's. I stood on one corner while my sister was on the other corner opposite. For a while, I couldn't see her until we all began to be pushed closer to the boxes. I met two interesting people while in that wait. One was an older gentleman who works at Walmart. He told us that he was the one who stacked the systems earlier in the day. He told us that there were two crates that arrived and each only had 16 systems! That meant that this stack of black plastic within only contained 32 systems. As time began to edge it's way closer, one could see the intensity of the moment. People had started out with smiles and as time grew on...smiles became fierce as though it were some sort of evil ritual...or they looked scared but hopeful. The man had been waiting there since 2 in the afternoon when he got off of work. He wanted 3 systems, and they were all for his grandchildren. The second person I met was a girl named Christin or Kristin or Christine...oh well...i'll never see her again in my life. Anyways, for the whole 3 hours of waiting, she and i had talked. We talked about how scared we were getting as we saw people plotting their way to get a system. We also listened to music and talked about our hopes to get a system. She had picked which one she wanted by looking at the rounded edges in the black plastic. I glanced at my sister, hoping she would step back and not fight for the system. I glanced at her several times...probably Once or Twice a minute. For a while, we talked through messenger though our phones, but for most of the time, we stood...anxiously waiting...shooting each other hopeful looks, though knowing the feat would be difficult to overcome. There were a group of hispanics next to us who were quite scary looking. There were 7 of them who were surrounding the plastic. They had plotted and i knew that they wanted at least 4. FOUR!!!!! As hours became minutes, Ryan, the worker who was to cut the plastic open at 5am looked scared and worried. I wouldn't blame him, though he did look as though he was going to crap his pants. When the time came, I knew i was going to be in trouble. There were at least 100 people around this stack of electronic gems, but only 32 to go around. that meant 68 were going to leave dissappointed. Kristin claimed hers and told me of how she'd grab it and we'd switch spots. I knew it wouldn't be that easy, but I didn't know that what was about to happen...was going to happen as it did. As the time was 4:58, Ryan cleared a way through the crowd and let his blade touch the plastic. I had already begun to rip a hole which i would rip though to get my system. At 5 am, Ryan sliced the plastic and a rush like none other began. I had one thought on my mind...and that was...I WAS NOT LEAVING WITHOUT A SYSTEM IN HAND. I remember seeing white boxes everywhere. People shoving and screaming. I looked to my right and there was both the old man and Kristin fighting for one. I grabbed a system and pulled tightly. One of the hispanic girls yelled at me and looked as though ready to punch. I wasn't going to let my anger or excitement hurt anyone so i let go. I then looked again at Kristen, who now had a box in her face and she had tears in her eyes. She was screaming for her mothers help but her mother couldn't get to her. I pushed someone off of her and felt that that was all i could do. I reached out to grab the second to last layer of systems but it disappeared as soon as i had put my hands in. I then dove to the bottom and grabbed one. I yelled out and gripped the box with all of my might. I almost lost it for a few seconds, but managed to hold on. Screams and yells. were all around me. People looked scared and outraged. I was terrified walking out with a system as people were still fighting for them. My sister grabbed me and we went straight for the back. The amount of adrenaline was ridiculous and I remember shaking and of course swearing. HAHA...but whatever. One woman came out to us and asked us why the fuss over what i had and we told her. She told us that there was a young lady who also walked to the back who had one and was crying...my only hope is that Kristin and the old man were able to get one. I feel very angry at walmart for allowing such a vicious and uncivil way of going about it. It was absolutely ridiculous, but I felt as though i conquered the world. Continuing to swear and recount my story to my sister, we made our way quickly to the front, whilst i gripped the system close to me. I looked at my hands and they were scratched and cut. I didn't care, all I cared about was keeping the system close to me and getting to the car safely. My sister told me people began shoving each other toward the center and she elbowed a girl in the boobs because she had pretty much punched my sister out of the way...complete Craziness...but what can you say...it's black friday! Now...it's 6:20, and i'm on my way back out! haha! YAY BLACK FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Wonder
Today begins the start of Thanksgiving break. I've decided to actually bring home homework and i do hope to work on it...but for now, i'm writing to just unwind.
There are times in life when one may think he's in control. But, one must ask...is he really? Or is this idea of control something made up? I find myself thinking, oh gosh, i'm totally in control of my life, but when I sit back and ponder, I realize, there's a big part of my life which isn't in my control, but instead God's. He's able to totally change things when HE wants. I mean...you look at the ocean and the sky...one evening you're looking at a calm sea of glass. One which reflects so many colors from the radiantly colorful sky. Such tones of reds and oranges, pinks and purples. However, the very next day, the skies may become as grey as stone and the sea's reflect an questionable rage. So is life. It may seem beautiful and clear one day, and then next it's filled with a collection of confusion and blurriness. I wish sometimes that my life could always remain clear and beautiful, but life wouldn't be as interesting if you didn't get a 50 ft wave in there sometimes. I sometimes why certain waves are tossed in. Waves of emotions can be so overwhelming, i find it to be a very electrifying arrangement of violent colors. It's never one solid color, but instead it's a large mass of patterns with violets and lime greens. Sometimes even, when you feel the emotion of love, it might not be so clear. Its very confusing and sometimes, love is not always the typical red one may think. It might come in a different color and at a different time than one would hope. But real love takes time to grow and change and sometimes, that different color of love can electrify your heart in such a way, that you need not worry about the color of your love but simply reflect and appreciate that love.
There are times in life when one may think he's in control. But, one must ask...is he really? Or is this idea of control something made up? I find myself thinking, oh gosh, i'm totally in control of my life, but when I sit back and ponder, I realize, there's a big part of my life which isn't in my control, but instead God's. He's able to totally change things when HE wants. I mean...you look at the ocean and the sky...one evening you're looking at a calm sea of glass. One which reflects so many colors from the radiantly colorful sky. Such tones of reds and oranges, pinks and purples. However, the very next day, the skies may become as grey as stone and the sea's reflect an questionable rage. So is life. It may seem beautiful and clear one day, and then next it's filled with a collection of confusion and blurriness. I wish sometimes that my life could always remain clear and beautiful, but life wouldn't be as interesting if you didn't get a 50 ft wave in there sometimes. I sometimes why certain waves are tossed in. Waves of emotions can be so overwhelming, i find it to be a very electrifying arrangement of violent colors. It's never one solid color, but instead it's a large mass of patterns with violets and lime greens. Sometimes even, when you feel the emotion of love, it might not be so clear. Its very confusing and sometimes, love is not always the typical red one may think. It might come in a different color and at a different time than one would hope. But real love takes time to grow and change and sometimes, that different color of love can electrify your heart in such a way, that you need not worry about the color of your love but simply reflect and appreciate that love.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)