take me away

San Fransisco with Tiffany Truong! even though i wore my coat, the cold air still chilled my bones. well, i cannot say how much i enjoyed this full day with my good biology/chemistry partner. ive sat next to her everyday at 3rd period for two straight years now. let me say this, she is a total cruise junkie. during normal classtime she would be quite quiet and subdued. oh, but the stories she tells of her cruisline capers! late night wanderings. pulsing dances, relaxing Jacuzzis, gourmet dining, beach excursions, belly dancing competitions, glass elevators and hot guys ? tiffany, allow me to stow away in your duffel bag next winter ah, well. as i have said. there is nothing i enjoy more than a trip on the Bart. the stations all have a used, urban, vintage atmosphere. i love the way the bart lurches forward and gains sped until everything streaks across the window. me and Tiffany chatted and gossiped up until the May Fair stop when we had to transfer to the Dublin rail. both of us were starving due to the fact we left at ten and had no time to breakfast. so, we chewed gum to stave of the empty gnawing feeling in our stomach. Why all the stores gigantic in San Francisco?

Im envious. they carry much more than the ones back in SJ. Escalators inside the buildings themselves? neat-oh

• Forever 21- three stories. the jewelry rack is filled with delicious baubles and chains. the selection here is a lot bigger. omygod! i saw the boots ive been drooling over...on a mannequin. i asked the saleslady if i could have it, but, to no avail. i should have just discreetly slipped it off and made of with them. ahh, ill check online for it i guess

• Anthropologie- everything in here i love,i after, i have GOT to have, why cant i live in their?!? the texiles are whimsical and down to earth. mm, now i wish i owned a small studio or apartent. so, i could fill it with darling clear plates, seaglass tumblers, owl motiv bedsheeets, mango butter soaps, and faceted Chrystal doorknobs.

• Urban Outfitters- four stories of urban clothing!? take your boyfriend here. because, there's two stories of men's apparel. i want a boyfriend to dress up. haha, the salesguy was so . he had the iest softest voice. and a too tight tshirt and ratted hair. but, i wanted to be rung up by the Abraham-lookalike! totally splitting image with wide rimmed glasses and black beanie. Tiffany says im crazy but... i kept peeking at him cause i think he looks just like abraham. i miss the foxy guy at Santa Row though. Hes fidy times better than these sales guys. only hot guys should be allowed to work at urban if i was in charge.haha

• H&M- big is an understatement. but, despite that. there really wasnt that big of a selection. all them San Franciscan s must have plucked all the decent pieces during box day to add to their bursting wardrobes.

• Nordstrom- four whole floors of expensive designer apparel? a bistro on the third floor? boots on sale for 90 on the second? why cant i be rich enough to buy something rather than wander up the winding escalators with Tiffany? haa. there was a group of rowdy guys in back of us. i must say the asian in blue was quite a looker. Tiffany has her own man and is off checking out strangers. russian/Italian/spanish Canadian how exotic can you get. she always gets the guys with unpronounceable last names on cruises.

walking along the sidewalk while puffing air clouds is sure relaxing. Too bad the trolley trip was not meant to be. the line was ly long. ah, it is true how San Fransico has the oddest assortment of homeless.on the trip home two seats behind us there was a sleeping man laying across two chairs. suddenly he puts up his bare dirty feet! the s that were behind us had to move at the next stop. pretty disgusting. we were both laughing, and this man we were talking to across the aisle. he works at the hotel on Union and commutes by bart everyday.

mmm. i spent most of my Birthday money on this shopping Bonanza. but, about 35 of it went to birthday presents for my friends. and 20 on food. aw, she gave me a glazed ceramic turtle from Mazatlan from her trip to Mexico. it fits next to my frog on the desk. what a beautiful day, my legs ache from lugging all my bags around. what fun what fun