Tuesday, October 10, 2000
yesterday completely sucked.like most teenagers i hung out at the mall. i had a couple of girl friends that usually came with me and we'd always do the same things. we'd visit our friends in other stores, visit the store we actually worked in (we could never get away, could we?) stop by the food court and eat pretzels, stop at the music store, try on clothes, shoplift at the stores our friends worked at (they we're fully aware, because we'd let them do it at our stores). there was this glass elevator in the center of the mall that we would ride up and down between the two floors. one day we got the bright idea of facing the doors so no one could see our faces from outside. then, when we were alone and the doors had just closed we would scream at the top of our lungs. it was that high pitched, woman getting killed sort of scream. we'd continue to scream until we got to the next floor. the doors would open and we'd stand there like there was nothing wrong. people would get on, looking very perplexed and we'd ride it back down. doors open, people get off. we're alone again. doors close, screaming starts again. we'd do this until our throats got sore. then we'd go back to the car and do donuts in the parking lot. whoo boy, ain't we got fun...
10/10/2000 12:23:00 PM | link me
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