Homecoming? Nahhh...

So Laura, Clarie, Ellen, and I decided to forgo homecoming and visit San Fran instead, which, by the way, was a rather amazing decision.

I had the PSAT in the morning, which could have been better, but ah well... =\ Then Laura and her mom came to pick us up, and Laura and I got dropped off at BART, where we got sort of confused but finally figured out how to buy tickets and where to get a Clipper card. We actually got a $12.30 ticket when we only needed $11.10, but details, details...

So we got off at Powell and walked around Westfield waiting for Clarie and Ellen to get here (since their mom drove them here). Went to Abercrombie&Fitch and stuff, and wandered around until we got to an Auntie Anne's. We each got 2 cinnamon sugar pretzels (buy 3, get 1 free, and hey, we were hungry) and wandered around some more until we got to this video game place and fail-played some games for a while.

Met up with Clarie, Ellen, and Marian, and were on our way to Chinatown (for Quickly's!) when we heard a drumline performing outside. We listened for a while, obsessed over how there were cute guys in the drumline, and despaired over how there aren't any cute guys in our drumline. Actually, that was mainly Laura. But whatever. xD We found out they were from Galileo, but they had no idea what winter drumline or colorguard was, so... Laura's mom told us later that they didn't even have an official marching band though, which would explain it.

So we headed to Chinatown via MUNI, and stopped by this little kiosk selling cute little hat things, but they were hecka expensive and the lady selling them was mean, so we just moved on.

Got Quickly's and I ate fried octopi for the first time. o.o It wasn't too bad actually; it was just weird eating something that actually still had the animal shape... And the texture was sort of weird. -shrugs- We wandered around a bit more, and went into this nice shop with a nice shopkeeper. Ellen got a cute shirt and Laura, Clarie, and I tried on some fedoras, which were cute, but, as always, rather expensive. We also saw this shirt that had this girl on it who looked EXACTLY like Ellen Kuo. Not even kidding.

We pretty much split up after that; Clarie, Laura, and I went off to search for a bathroom (which we eventually found in a Starbucks after like, half an hour), while Ellen and Marian shopped around. Laura and I bought Clipper cards too, for future use. I also happened to sneeze into the direction of a parking garage, and that echoed quite a bit; it was hilarious. Then we met back up, but split again since we (Laura, Clarie, and I) wanted to go to JapanTown (Pika Pika!) and Ellen/Marian wanted to go to some festival.

So it took a while to get there, and we had to walk through some rather... uhm... scruffy, shady areas with drunk, scary people, but we got there safely enough. Took pictures at Pika Pika, which was sort of a fail, since we didn't know how to use it and it has a stupid timer thing. But they turned out pretty nicely, so whatever. We got a strawberry and whipped cream crepe too, which was amazingly good but make all three of us sort of sick because of the vast amount of whipped cream they put in there. xD

So it was getting dark out, and Laura had to be on BART when it got dark, so we boarded another bus. Laura and I got off at Powell, but Clarie had to head over to her grandparents' so we separated there. Laura and I had some trouble finding our way back to Westfield, but it worked! And we got on BART and went back on our merry little way. We saw this guy playing cello at the station when we left too. We gave him a dollar, and then he played the wolf whistle on his cello, it was so unexpected by hilarious. xD I had Clarie text me periodically too, since I wanted to make sure she was okay. Traveling alone in San Fran at night would not be something I would want to do...

So Laura and I went to IHOP afterward and ate lots of yummy food. =P We also texted Ross and Laura gave him all this advice about how to ask out the girl he *might* like, which was rather amusing.

So yep. Homecoming? Whatever. I think San Fran was way more fun than jumping around screaming and watching people freak and do... other stuff... on the dance floor. But that's just me. And yeah, I know homecoming's fun too. I just think that I couldn't have had a better time at homecoming than I did at San Fran. =P