As I sit here eating my giant Matchmakers cookie, I think over the events of the past few days. This was my first day off after the previous five being super busy. The Trafalgar Square incident involving Margaret Thatcher's haters intrigued me. It was scary and fun all at the same time. I have a short video about it on my other blog 'Discourse'. The huge crowds were amazing and I got to pretend that I was a photo-journalist. My friend works for some kind video production for news channels and he was looking out for me :).
Everyone knows the film 'Titanic', right? My flatmate Mike was talking about it so I asked; 'If you were in that situation, do you think you would get on a boat or save everyone else?' And Mike being super religious said he would be a martyr and save everyone else. Bull****!! So asked in various other ways and explained that most people, in a life or death situation, would automatically save himself and then regret it later. Then he said "But I'm religious so you wouldn't understand." Why the f*** do you think I wear a cross round my neck then?!
This isn't the first time he has annoyed me, and each time my temper gets shorter and shorter so I threw my lunch in the sink (thinking I had broken my bowl and plate) and went to my room. Within minutes, I was crying in my bed and calling my mum. My mum giving the best advice ever, told me to go and get some chocolate, ice cream and anything else to cheer me up. So I called my boyfriend and I spent about £20 on sweets, cookies, ice cream, doughnuts and chocolate. I ate it all.
Same question to all of you sad people who decide to read this post :P
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