I hate shopping during the holidays. I feel like I should make a vblog about this one day, but just in case I forget, let me write down a list of why I hate holiday shopping [with my mother].
- Why are there so many Asian people at the mall on a Wednesday? I know the economy was bad, but shit. Shouldn’t you guys be at home or trying to find a job?
- Why don’t people understand personal space? Lady behind me swinging your handbag to hit my back and screaming like we’re in the middle of a rain forest at your kids, you are lucky I have self control otherwise I would have turned around and slapped you.
- I hate being a line placeholder. I think the whole line was full of kids holding a place in line for their mothers. I hate it when the line starts moving and my mother is nowhere to be found. What if I reach the front of the line and they call me but you’re not here yet? Man that is terrifying.
- I hate the parking lot. It is chaos.

Well that’s all I can think of right now. :3