Last night went to see Ratatouille with T*. it was a cool movie. no boring bits. We both went to our cars and went to have a race back to the traffic lights, I was wondering why I was winning so hardcoredly when he rings me and is like "You'll never guess what just happened... I crashed my car." Apparantly he crashed his car into some old lady at like 40 km an hour and she started ranting on and on and on about it, and how some guy named jerry could fix it. he is dumb.
It sucked watching a movie about how great food could be and then going home to cereal for dinner.
Today at work my shoe broke. I was all like its ok. Ill just super glue it, i went to WOOLWORTHS and brought some super glue, it was a faulty pack or something and it exploded all over my hands. It superglued all my fingers together, my ring to my finger and partially my bracelet, I salvage what i could onto the shoe but then my hands were stuck together and my jwellery glued to me, as well as spilling on my skirt, now theres a bunch of random things stuck to the bottom of my shoe, because i walked before it was dry. it sucked. My hands are fucking raw from pulling them apart. Not only that but had this stupid stack when i turned too fast and realised too late the superglue on the bottom of the shoe took away all the grip.
I lost my car in the car park AGAIN.
this weekend, art of fighting, parklife and jamie T. AWESOME.
