(subj: battle dress by amy efaw)

I found this book in the Hornet Bookstore and read it for about 15-20 minutes before I got picked up by my mom (she didn’t HAVE to work today, so I didn’t have to take the bus). It’s interesting, and I found it by cruising through the books on SALE (it’s $5.98). It’s about this girl who goes to West Point ’cause the chaos at home just kills her.  I got to the part where her whole team was trying to help her find all the little bits and things that she was supposed to wear on her uniform, cap, and etc.

(subj: spca cat, koreana plaza cashier)

We went to the SPCA on Florin-Perkins Rd. We didn’t really like any of the dogs. We looked at the cats. I REALLY liked this one called Meisha. You’re not supposed to pet cats when they’re in their little apartment-things, but this fat, self-satisfied delinquent was desperate enough to shove her paws through the crack between the door and the floor. Irresistible. We still have to read up, and my dad doesn’t want to get one until after we remodel.

We went to Priscilla’s house. She got me a Myspace. Guess the username?

We went to the Koreana Plaza Market. The cashier started talking to us in MANDARIN. And he was CAUCASIAN. He learned it in college. And he was planning to go to UC DAVIS. And he, like some other idiots, almost thought I was a college kid, too. I think it’s ’cause I’m as tall as my mom and I kinda went, “ah!?” when he mentioned UC Davis.