wow i fully actually hated today it was a complete pisstake. First i end up losing my lie-in because some guy had to top up our oil.I mean i can understand why thats urgent but still at 8AM??? I DO like my sleep so yeah i didnt enjoy that.
Then on the bus journey up to college i had some tramp on the bus behind me :
*goes into bitch mode*
Its not the fact that he smelled bad or the fact that he was acting weird.Its the fact he was SHOUTING INTO HIS GODDAMN PHONE!!!! literally it was like he didnt even know how to use the damn thing properly. and it didnt help he was talking like a retarded 6 year old who wanted some candy but wasnt getting his way. It almost got to the point where i snatched his phone, threw it out the window and shouted to the guys idiotic face "SHUT UP!!! OK!??! we don't want to know about your daily life so stop shouting into your damn phone....it doesnt really help you look & smell like you just crawled out of a badgers ass!"
thankfully he wasnt on the bus for the whole journey....
*bitch mode off*
And it turns out that bus journey was a waste of time anyway because i get to college only to find out my lesson had been cancelled for the day.....yeah great a 2 hour bus journey sitting near the spak of the year for nothing. It doesnt help when i went to find my tutor group they had mysteriously vanished too.
Also i went into Truro (local city) to meet up with some friends to watch a film called district 9 (which was a brilliant film btw i recommend it) and just before the film i check my bank balance and its all gone.....nada....niet....non..........."seriously? what the fucking hell where has my money gone you pikey bank!".
after the film i decided to get the bus home but to get to where i live i have to transfer to another bus......which i missed. so i was stuck like 5 miles from home and i needed to get to tesco quick to get a photo taken. thankfully my dad gave me a lift which wasnt so bad. Final thing is that i go to tesco and i had to get my photo taken in one of those photo booths.....i REALLY hate those booths. My hate is a culmination of 2 THINGS :
* the fact that no matter how you take the photo you cannot look good in it....its genuinely impossible to look good in a photo booth and even if you look halfway decent in the photo the machine fucks up the printing. its like it WANTS to make you look like you've been headbutting a meat grinder.....yeah thanks machine remind me to smash you in next time i need a photo taken.
*the other reason is the announcer for the photo booth. when you go in you want to look inconspicuous but no....the announcer is all like "YOU HAVE 3 ATTEMPTS TO TAKE THE PHOTO" blah blah. i'm literally here thinking "i'm having my photo taken...i'm not fucking deaf at a football game halfway across the pitch from you. way to make me look like a complete twat infront of the store" as was the case because when i got out the whole store was looking at me.....i hate that *_*
so the moral of the blog today is NEVER USE PHOTO BOOTHS!! they secretly have a vendetta against you and are determined to make you look like a plastic without her war paint on (in other words....fucking gross)
Wednesday, 23 September 2009
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