the nightmare before valentine's

i was at 77th Street today and i received trauma in return. why?

they had an Emily purse.

*SCREAMS*
it's prescence there is not the matter - wait, it is. i'm not horrified because I have it already so i don't really care in that sense. the point is, everything 77th Street sells turns mainstream!!!!!

egads, my nightmare might be coming true.

please join me in a prayer to the Person Up There, pleading that hopefully somehow, they'll stop selling Emily stuff. maybe, someHOW, the merchandise will burst in self-combustion the moment they are contaminated by the gods of singapore's mainstream retailer?..

this is quite upsetting. i'm not sure it's very rational/reasonable but i can't stand the idea of someone who doesn't worship Emily getting her stuff. i suppose it's selfish and very possessive. i know she not my property but euch, i cant stand -trendy- people getting in because it's 'in' and looks cool and not because they share her outlook on life.

yes. i know i'm over-reacting.
and being immature as well but hey, who cares? lol.
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i have more to say but i dont have enuff time. notes on Friday the 13th/skule V-day 2ml and a sorta dilemma im facing. um. yes, it's more 'depthful' than my dislike of 77th selling Emily stuff so.
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quote[s]oftheday

- "dateless, and lovin' it. say anything and i'll stuff my sour grapes up sour delicate nostrils."

- "i'm not sure what day i'm on, but it's not today."
said when discussing how my friend felt it was friday instead of wed and another said she still felt 2 days behind time.

- "anyhow draw, it's still a potato"
bio drawing session. yay stem tubers and other root vegetables!

merh, it doesnt sound funny here but it really cracked us up then.

oh well.