by Amaya Whitevine on October 24th, 2011, 5:17 pm
I have a story about my day when I left on Friday. =)
It's not epic or romantic, and it's probably not funny in the least, but for me it was a good day. Very good when I remember exactly what happened and realize just how material I am.
It starts after I logged off Mizahar, picked my backpack with my disabled laptop off the desk (it's now missing four keys and STILL doesn't connect to any form of WiFi I locate) and head to catch the bus to go to the mall. My duty: to protect the world from devestation... and to buy my brother a new cellphone because he mysteriously broke his two nights previously. He says Passi must have knocked it off the table onto the 10lb barbell and it spiderwebbed into a beautiful ghost-shaped figure. I'm serious. Got a picture of the thing on my newly created photobucket account (something I did on Friday to make my mood so damn awesome =) ).
My brother has a hissy fit because my mum wants to take the phone back to work so she can activate it and get him a 30$ credit on it. He spazzes. I spend 170.something on his phone and he's bent on making a hell of a ruckus to show he's pissed that our mutual mother needs to actually activate the thing. I go to pay off my 128$ phonebill, expecting him to follow me, and he goes running off to mum saying I'm leaving him in the mall when he needs to be accompanied by an adult due to idiotically trying to steal from the dollarama. Funny story, by the way.
I digress.
So, I go back to where I last saw him with my phone all happily clear of overdue expenses to find my darling little brother gone. Get a call from my mom. She lays into me. I try and not tell her to share this with my brother because his attitude is not my fault and he should be damn happy with that wonderful little android I spent my hard-earned cash on. I think she read my mind because she begins speaking at a normal tone and says she has to come down and get a new SIM card because the one in the phone isn't working. We speculate my little brother is going to have a second hissy fit and sign off.
I return to the Virgin kiosk where I originally bought the phone, browse there, my brother and mom approaches and the phone issue is fixed at no cost. I add another xx.xx$ to my brother's bill because I paid for his brand new pre-paid plan.
He seems particularly happy now. Sadly, his phone is still being a douche and he gets all "old-man" over it, but that's another story.
Now, I go upstairs to the foodcourt, buy us all supper, and we go to HMV (look at me name dropping here). In HMV I find myself eye-balling the current trilogy for the Inheritance Cycle. I find out the fourth and final book is coming out on the 6th or so of November (OMFG I text my friend). I purchase the trilogy, Armaggedon (movie with Liv Tyler and such), and that remake of Mario for the N64 for my 3DS. Awesomeness. Also there I go searching for CDs so I can rip them and sync to my MP3. What do I find? Faber Drive. Bought. And Muse.
Muse, muse, muse.
Thank you Sawyer.
See, originally I thought low of Muse because Stephanie Meyer had a way of crediting them for themes in Twilight. I believed Muse was a girl band, or at least one of those horrible boy bands we all knew in the 90's and early 2000's. Sawyer changed this for me. As one of my highschool friends, Sawyer and I have a knack of talking about the wierdest things and texting at random times. One day she was giving me a ride home from a friend's (the same friend mentioned above) and playing in her CD player was this alluring band I've never heard in my life. I asked her about who it was and with the oddest look she said "Muse, of course". My mind was officially blown. Here was the band I thought was totally stupid because nothing good could have brought along the birth of Twilight (sorry, Mizaharian Twihards) but then I remembered that she also credited Linkin Park and I adore Linkin Park. I accept at that moment that not all music is bad even if bad things come out of it and become a fan of Muse at that moment. Three. Months. Ago.
So, Friday I'm standing in HMV holding the two CDs thay have in stock (Absolution and Showbiz) and I buy them with Faber Drive. My day has improved considerably. Also bought: a pair of purple Skull Candy headphones. OMGOMGOMG. I like me some nice, dark purple.
After HMV my mum, my brother, and I head down to Shopperz. I go to the book section and find the first book to this series I began buying out when I first saw it months ago. hush, hush it's called. It's about a fallen angel and a human girl who meet, argue, flirt, fall in love, and get really close to steaminess. It's like Twilight, my other brother once told me. He has read Twilight, not for a girl but for school when he lived in Pittsfield for a year. Very interesting stuff. I resented his view that Twilight and hush, hush were anything alike and decided he couldn't read hush, hush at the time.
back to Shopperz. So, I'm holding hush, hush and remembering when I read Crescendo, the second in the series. I begin wondering when it is that the third will come out as I put the book back... and that's when I see it.
Silence.
The third (and apparently final) book that began with hush, hush.
I buy it.
My day can't get any better.
I have that trilogy, the Inheritance Cycle will soon be mine, and several of Kelley Armstrong's Underworld books. Life is beautiful indeed. =)
Now, I'll be writing posts, my Zith that I planned out before Amaya, and reading my Silence... or Eragon.