Eeee~ Talk about pissing off. Today while on my way to guitar class I encountered THE funniest yet annoying thing of my life. I wanted to cut into the next lane and when I looked into my wing mirror I saw that the car wasn't moving so I had lots of space to cut in but when my car was halfway in the lane the other car decides to speed up and of course he had to break very very hard or else we'd both be mashed potatoes. And then he sounded his horn like it was a war call. I was like '-.-WTF?'. That's not the best part. Then he got onto the next lane and I noticed that although that lane was moving very nicely compared to my jammed up lane...his car was right next to mine and he was not following the lane. So I thought 'Ah! He'd like to have a soundless word with me' so I just turned in his direction (or he'd be there all day and hold up the entire lane's traffic) and the moment I turned in his direction I saw that he was showing me his middle finger. >.< Oh man! I just looked at him with one eyebrow raised and then he drove off. I didn't know whether to laugh or to scream.
Today's lunch was, amusingly, curly fries and criss cut potatoes from Potato Patch!I love potatoes fried so the lunch was great. Raymond's lunch was this green thing which he said tastes like soybeans and was to help him lose weight. Oh well. After that, I caught sight of DreamWorld which is where all the purikura machines are. So I bugged them all to go cause I've been dying to take purikura for ages! It was really amusing. While we were decorating the pictures, I told Raymond that whatever he does, don't press the blue button which said 'owari' cause that would just mean that we're done decorating everything. After we were done with the first one...he tapped the owari button! Oh, how I screamed. So out of three, we only have one decorated. Thanks Ray!-.- We're doing it again! When it was printed, we had extra after dividing it among the six of us (Ray, Claire, Alex, WH, Nat and me). So we stuck that on that little transparent piece of plastic that they provide to stick your things. I took pictures so I would maybe post that tomorrow.
So, because I think I haven't told you about the dustbin slapping my face I'll tell you. If I've done this already...ignore. It happened somewhere at the beginning of this week. I was done with dinner and was in the kitchen putting my plates in the sink when I dropped a piece of I-forgot-what and bent down to pick it up and throw it away. See, my dustbin in my house is the type where you step on a little pedal and the cover swings open to reveal the trash. Anyway, was about to step on the pedal when I accidently dropped the I-forgot-what and I just bent down to pick it up. The moment I bent down, my foot went down too but the cover came up. And oh man! I got slapped. My mum had a really great time laughing her brains out at me. And I was just standing there in shock. Then I kicked the dustbin and stalked out of the kitchen. They're still laughing at me.
