Shopping. Oh, shopping. The word that makes most girls whoot (and evertime they do, I never cease hope that they will fall down and hurt themselves). Mind you, I said 'most'. I'm not talking about me. I shop when I'm in the mood for it. Otherwise, it's plain boring. I know people who'd rather sit all alone in a corner of a dark room than come shopping.

But I have noticed one thing: Having fun while shopping requires friends, or a friend at the least. If you ask me, I prefer a friend. At the same time, though, you need someone with somewhat similar tastes. I mean, one day I went shopping with someone (I shall keep 'the someone' anonymous out of fear that he/she reads this blog.) and that someone saw something (once again anonymous because the someone will be able to tell who he/she is if she finds out what we bought/didn't buy) and said "Oh my God! It's so pretty!" [yes, now we have identified that the someone is a she...yet I shop only with Shes so no one can tell. *evil laugh*] and there I was thinking that the thing she pointed at was positively ghastly.

On the other hand, shopping with someone who, you feel, has the sense of taste in comparison to... a fish maybe, can end up being a good thing! If you and your friend, who, lets keep, has the same tastes as you do, find something and both want it, it turns out to be a problem. Just hope that the shop has a similar thing for the other one who didn't get the product!

I have NO idea of why I wrote this. Hey, I was bored and wanted to write something!