So as I kept shopping (I didn't buy a truckload of crap, don't worry. I still had to take the bus so...:P), it dawned on me. I am a total weakling. During the last four or so hours of the trip, I obtained a 5 or 6 pound package from a well-known store. One that Brit Lit has corrupted even further, thanks to Dr. Webb. Metropark! Just jokes (darn it), it was um...just see the picture. Hey, at least I didn't get a giant bag or splurge so much that I received that giant red bag thing. I mean seriously, a lot of people actually went back in after buying probably hundreds of dollars of goods. Women. -_-
Physics came into my mind instantly as I lifted up the bag for the first time. The strings used as handles had tension to counteract the weight of the bag. Despite the fact that the tensions were less than the weight since there was 2 strings, the fact that I had to carry the bag with those little things with my fingers, or allow it to cut off my arm circulation didn't exactly make my day. So after a while, I carried it like how guys carry basketballs. Although the weight didn't change, the counteracting force was coming from my arms and my hip, allowing less of the force to squish my hands to bits.
Holy snap, this is getting long. Why the hell do I have a blog this long about shopping? Must think of something less girly! Ugh, men of the family in their rooms, can't channel their testosterone fueled thoughts! That's good in many many many aspects. :P On the bright side, I have another gir shirt! (sorry to people christmas shopping for me...)
Yay for gir! Ew shopping like a total girl. Still can't believe how many Iolani students were at Alaz, and how many I saw repeatedly.
WHOOOO! Haha. I was there for that! Barely, but I was there! Good times good times. Nice shirt by the way! :D
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