Woke up bright and early and took my shower. Woke up the little sister and we both got ready for church.
Before leaving the house for church, the sister caught a little spider while I was still getting ready.
When I asked her what name was she going to give it, she said, “Spyder!” to which I replied sarcastically, “Very original.” Not like my line was any better, right? Haha. She decided that she was going to bring Spyder with her everywhere she went today, and our first stop for the day was church.
When I got there and was trying to find someplace to park, I got really pissed. Argh! I hate women drivers, seriously! They cannot drive, they think their cars are so huge even though they’re small – taking up so much road space, they drive too slow in the wrong lane, and they’re horrid at parking!
Oh my gosh, this lady insisted on parking in this area and practically blocked everyone else from taking any of the parking spaces left inside! It’s such a waste of space. I beeped her from behind then told her to park her car properly but she insisted that another car was blocking her way (it was not) and that the space was too small for her to move in anymore (bullshit).
I felt so much like getting out of my car and parking her car for her!!! What a way to start the day. If that was bad, it was worse when her teenage son got out of the car to help be her eyes so that she didn’t scratch her car on anything. Stupid boy. I mean, he’s a boy, for crying out loud! They should be more able and more competent at anything car related! I’m stereotyping, I know, but it feels that way to me and it only made me even more pissed.
Boy, are you blind?! My car is bigger and I can park in that spot! And you are only blocking other people from parking in that area. Our church already has a parking problem – there just is not enough space and still they insist on pulling stunts like these.
Urgh! Some people really piss me off. I did not plan to start my day like this and it put me in a foul mood.
As I was driving off, I muttered, “Your mom can’t drive!”
The sister piped in, “Yeah!!”
I gleamed with pride. Gah! What am I saying, I shouldn’t be encouraging bad behavior.
Anyway, after awhile of sitting in the pews I noticed that it was quite hot. Looked up and noticed that the fans at my spot were not working. Urgh.
Furthermore, there was this kid, a boy, about 7-8 years old, that was sitting in the row in front of me that was pissing me off even more. He kept climbing up and over the pews, poking people’s butts when they’re standing up (luckily not strangers but his family and he got them very annoyed, making me very annoyed too because this kid very much lacked discipline), moving around here and there, and hitting people with the church books.
I felt so much like giving him a good smack. I was so frustrated that his parents did not do anything. In my head I was yelling, “SMACK HIM SMACK HIM!! Noooo!! What are you doing?? SMACK HIM!”
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The boyfriend, the sister, and I went for breakfast after church where I ate a lot. I’m such a pig.
After breakfast, we tried dropping by a mall but it was packed like crazy so we decided to go to another mall. At least we managed to find some parking at that one.
We went there because there were these sales going on at a particular chain shoe/sports shop. Where everything was at half price. The boyfriend was the one who was planning on finding himself some loafers but ended up not buying anything.
Instead, I started looking around and came across these stilettos. Ooooh… and I couldn’t help myself. I picked them up and tried them on… admired them in the mirror… stood next to the boyfriend and made fun about how I was now taller than he is.
Only that I wasn’t. Although the stilettos lended a helping hand in giving me a four inch boost to my height, I was still shorter than the boyfriend. Can’t complain though.
I don’t wear stilettos or heels on a daily basis, no. I cannot do it. I’m happy with my height. I’m slightly taller than average but still considerably short. If that made sense.
And I love how stilettos make me look as though I’ve got a million miles of leg – very very sexy. But I’m not willing to risk my health just for the sake of looking good.
When it comes to footwear, I can usually be found in sneakers and sandals. Tomboy. And it’s very sad that for a girl, I own less shoes than any other guys I know.
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After purchasing my brand new shoes (yay!), we went to an ice-cream parlour where we were going to meet up with the boyfriend’s friend for a quick chat because he sells insurance and the boyfriend is interested in buying some.
I tried to pay attention because I should know more about these things but ended up getting distracted, bored, and catching more insects for Spyder.
Earlier on we had managed to catch a mosquito, it was only half dead when we dunked it into Spyder’s container. We witnessed Spyder basically sucking whatever life was left of that poor mosquito. Not that I pity that mosquito much.
Mosquitos have a thing for me, it seems. I will always be the first in a large group of people to be bitten – anytime, anywhere. I am the best mosquito repellent for anyone else that you can find. I practically draw all mosquito attention to me that no one else will get bitten. Of course, I will be the most miserable person on the planet after that. Not to mention that mosquito bites usually leave a scar on my skin. It’s horrid having such sensitive skin, that’s for sure.
Anyway, I picked up a half dead fly off the floor at the ice cream parlour. I bet the boyfriend’s friend thought I was plenty weird!
As if that wasn’t enough, as another fly landed on the glass window nearby, the sister and I grabbed a piece of tissue and caught that fly as well!
As I was putting the second fly into Spyder’s container, the boyfriend’s friend commented on how I had a talent for catching flies. Hahahaha! I am so embarrassing to bring out in public.
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After we were done, we all popped by the bookstore for a bit where I bought a ruler. We couldn’t find the pencil that the sister needed for art class. Nor a roll of tape that is needed back home.
Then we went back to my house where the boyfriend helped me out with a couple of lab reports I had due. Hehehehe. I do love him so.
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After that I sent him home and when I got back, my friend came over and we started on our assignments that were due the next day! We actually had several weeks to work on that assignment but I guess because the assignment question seemed SO easy, that we left it to the last minute. It really was, the easiest assignment we’ve ever gotten in years! We are the most awesome procrastinators in the world. We should get some t-shirts made, if we weren’t too lazy.
However, it wasn’t long before I had to bring the little sister out for dinner. I still have to keep up with my responsibilities. So I went out for dinner and after dinner, dropped by a supermarket to get the pencil that the sister needed.
Came back home and did a million and one things (chores) that I’ve been neglecting a bit. Felt really guilty so I started on them. I cleaned the house, arranged everything properly, washed the dishes, hung out the laundry, took out the trash, made sure that the sister packed her bags for school, had water to drink, changed into her pyjamas, and brushed her teeth, and tucked her into bed, etc etc.
My friend that came by earlier came by again after I got home to continue working on our assignment. We worked on it till 12.30 or 1.30 in the morning. She decided it was time for her to get back home and I thought I should probably take a nap before waking up and continuing my assignment.
I set my alarm so that I could wake up, and sent a text to the boyfriend asking him to call me as soon as he got up in the morning just in case I overslept. Good thing I did too!
Because guess what, the alarm that I set for 3.30 am was ignored – I did not hear it at all! I was that dead asleep. And I only woke up at 6 am when the boyfriend called to wake me up!!
