My horrible Black friday experience

Here is my Black Friday experience.
My advice, make sure you do the black Friday shopping at another city coz it’s too embarrassing if someone you don't want to see witnessing your gia`nh lo^.n session hee hee.
Have Thanksgiving dinner like around 3ish...go to sleep around 8pm, then you will be ready for the show down around 4am.
Anyway, I didn't intend to get anything electronic, but when I got there I saw people standing around the pallets after pallets of goods that Wal-Mart set along the aisles, their hands were on the boxes sort of telling people that this is mine. They all were standing still like pausing and then suddenly the bell rung at 5am, there was no more lines, just all bodies nha`o vo^ those boxes, ripping the plastic wraps, they were pulling this way, others that way...they were all screaming "mine, no this is mine, no I was here first..." and then somehow there was an urge inside of me to join the battle, I guess just for the heck of it, so I shoved, I push, I grabbed, I yelled, I pulled, but all of the boxes just slipped out of my hands. Finally, it was just the bottom and the last box, and I used my whole body, spread all my limps over it and yelled “this is mine, I’m taking this one”, only to look up to see no one around me. Okay, it was easy, not bad at all, at least I got one of chie^’n lo*.i pha^?m to take home, a 42” Polaroid Plasma TV. I have no idea that Polaroid would manufacturer anything other than cameras. Oh well, at least everyone knows who Polaroid is, so I guess it is okay to hang it on the wall for some soaps. By the time I got the TV side up, and pushed it along the aisles searching for other bargains, all I saw were ba~i chie^’n tru*o*`ng with nothing left but the empty wooded pallets. I met my mom half way down, her armor was ta? to*i, I left her where she was supposed to be, to get me some 500 threat count bed sheet, but all she had was 1 king sheet (I need queen for my new bed not king!). She told me she was defeated badly at the linens, that there were some giant ladies who knocked her over those bed sheet boxes, and by the time she was able to get herself up, the king sheet which she clutched tightly in her arms was the only one left, no one saw it because it was hidden under her. haa haa. I decided to check out before the checkout stand would be flooded with mobs. We got out of the store when the sky was still dark, and I saw people who were still rushing in, they didn’t know that all the bargains were already gone; they should’ve just slept in.
I’m not sure if I want to do this again next year, it was the first time I ever fought like this, I wonder if it’s really worth it, how much did I really save? And anyhow, every time I thought or retold of the moment, I sense the humor in it.
Happy thanksgiving everyone.

OMG, I read on the news today, a Wal-Mart employee got killed by the mob of black Friday. Oh now I hate the black Friday, these giant retailers created this kind of chaos and monster in people. They knocked down the door while being unlocked by a worker, stampeded on top of him and then got mad when told to leave due to the store is closed for the accident. Somehow, I feel a bit guilty and scared for I could’ve gotten a punch to the face, or run over by such vicious shoppers.

From addictionsweb:

"Addictive shopping is a form of behaviour addiction intended to avoid unpleasant reality and is accompanied by a high which causes the sufferer to lose control and buy many items for which they have no need. The bigger the bargain, the more intense the "high." Some of the Black Friday advertised "deals" are so unreal, it would be a rush like bringing a woolly mammoth down with a slingshot. That's the theory, anyway. Add crowd dynamics, and you get disaster”. I can understand where my urge came from. For the next years on, I will just sleep in and do the Black Friday shopping later in the day when things are calm and normal so I can leisurely shop.

What an incredible experience at TX plokker party

I finally had the opportunity to witness firsthand the absolute love, respect and adoration these plokkers at the Houston plokkers party have for AP and for AP himself, even though he has reached rock star stardom, yet he stays true to himself, a down to earth, humble, sweet, considerate and caring person. I was moved by his willingness to put forth effort to call us at the party and then patiently speak to each of us and give his regards and appreciation for our support for him. I was just shocked and uncomprehending of the conversation, I couldn’t believe it for I actually got the chance to talk to the lead singer of the legendary band WHOA! It didn’t sink in until I got home Friday night and thought of thousand things I could have said to him.I must said, AP has not just brought Journey’s music back alive and kicking, he also brought the people from all places closer together. I had a chance to meet many of the nicest people, believe me they are the coolest, WOO HOO. I would like to especially thank Wichypoo for organizing and making it possible for us to have a wonderful weekend. It was amazing; you should have seen the foods, the gifts, and the hospitality she provided. Thank you Rip, BB, Mich, and all of you for everything you did and for being there at the party. I also got a chance to meet Rip’s wife too, what a beautiful lady she is.I came home all happy and satisfied. I wish that someday I will meet all of you plokkers and lurkers.I didn't take that many pics, my memory card was full, I only have a few at my page. Btw, Rip and other plokkers will fill you in more