Shopping with Aimi is TORTURE!

Take that, Aimi. =P

My legs hurt like crazy now, thank you very much!

Ha ha ha...I'm joking, sorta. They don't hurt like crazy, but they still hurt.

I went to KLCC with Aimi today. At first, it was supposed to be just us, then Adma wanted to tag along with Aimi to get to KLCC. She didn't join us, of course. She had business with someone else that day. *cough cough* Need I mention who, really? ;P

Anyway, she had some problems, so Aimi had to wait for her, which left me waiting at the LRT for half an hour. Thanks a lot, guys. Honestly, I must've looked like I got stood up by a date or something. Not that it's ever happened before or anything, but hey. It what it looks like in movies. Am I right?

Once we got to KLCC, Aimi and me watched Australia. I so love that movie! It's long, like, really long, but nice. So many emotions. We cried. Oh yeah, we cried. But it has so many parts that feel like its the ending. I spotted a few scenes that could've been the ending right there and then. But no, it went on, and on, and on. We were freezing by the time it actually ended. Can you believe, Aimi actually sanggup nak tengok that movie again? I wouldn't. It's a good movie, but I don't have the kesabaran to watch it again.

Personally, my favourite line in the movie is:

We got the big fat bloody bulls on the big bloody metal ship!

I don't know why I like it so much, I just do! =)

After the movie, we had lunch. At Sushi King. Total: 16 bucks. We didn't really eat too much. (Obviously)

After lunch, we went shopping. The main purpose of the outing was to get a new school bag. But since we don't like the idea of going back to school, we rephrased it as getting a 'new backpack'. Which is true, actually. We just won't say the 's' word. Ruins the mood, seriously, it does.

Okay, so. Here comes the explanation of the pain.

First, we went to Isetan. Aimi found 1 bag that she put down as a maybe. (That, of course was after walking a bit and going up and down the escalator a few times.) Then we went to Parkson. Circled it a few times and settled on Oreef. Found one bag there for her, and one for me. Then we went to a bunch of shops like Billabong, Oreef, Roxy/Quiksilver, Converse, you know, the works. (More walking and escalators.) Didn't find any there. I was set, but she wasn't, so we went back to Isetan. Found another 2 bags that she liked. I still insisted on the Oreef bag. Went back up to Parkson. I bought mine, but she still wasn't sure. Turns out those bags were 20% off. She wasn't sure whether the bags in Isetan were on sale or not. Back to Isetan.

They weren't on sale. -.-" Back to Parkson. I was so freaking geram that we had to ulang-alik so many times. The security guards must've memorized our faces already. And the sales persons.

Finally, she bought the Oreef bag. She asked my opinion a lot, and in the end I just said; yeah, yeah, that one's nice. They're all nice. In my head, all I was thinking was; JUST PICK ONE ALREADY!! Seriously, I just wanted to scream it at her. Yeah, Aimi, you better be reading this. Feel my geram-ness. ;P HA HA.

In between those trips to the same shops, we went to Kinokunya, and I bought a book. Aimi was sad that she couldn't buy that LBD book. And it was only RM19.90! Damn cheap for a book. Had New Zealand Natural, too. It was good. Really good. =D

For some reason we had a problem with those detector thingies in Isetan. Every time we lalu it, it would bunyi, and the security guard would look at us funny and check and everything. It was so embarrassing and frustrating. I hate those things now. The funny thing is, after every time we lalu through it and it didn't go off, Aimi would smile really wide and say yes. It looked like we actually stole something and got away with it. HA HA! ...that was fun. =D Of course we didn't do anything la.. so don't get the wrong idea.

We met up with Adma and Syafiq at Parkson, after Aimi bought her bag. Walked with them to the LRT, and Syafiq split up with us at Isetan on the concourse floor. Headed back home and Aimi tumpang-ed in my parents' car.

By the end of the day, we didn't want to say the 's' word (school) and the 'h' word (homework).

Ha ha ha...