The ‘i can has cheezburger?’ application on facebook/the actual site are currently making me really happy, along with the fact I’m home with the Fudge and my parents, and for tea I’m having quiche and chips!!!!!!
For those of you who don’t know, I’ve been craving the homemade quiche (by my mum) and homemade chips (by my dad) since I left for uni -that’s like MONTHS!!!!
I’m unbelievabley excited as my mum just shouted that it’s ready!
*mouth waters*
It’s Novemeber 5th and I’m sat in, procrastinating…
I have a psychology report in for Wednesday and I’ve written around 167 words of the introduction. Then I have an L & E shit personal development thing in for thursday? and a sociology essay in for Monday. Yay for uni work. Luckily I only need 40% to pass, so…I reckon I only need to work around 40% of the time. Student logic that is 
Right so my rant for today’s post, is about the knob head wo-man who fucking reversed into my car! I was sat nicely in a queue of traffic at a red light, on my way to town, and a woman travelling towards me pulled in behind me (on my side) to park in the parking space which was behind me. My god she could not park to save her life, I mean I know I’m not the best person at parking in the world, but at least I can correct myself relatively easily, and at least I know how big my car is!! She however, continued to pull forward and back to get into this space (there was not even a car parked behind her) and I happened to look behind me to see her reversing…reversing…reversing…INTO MY CAR!! I couldn’t fucking believe it, it sounded awful. I sat there. I paniced. I got out then the traffic started moving. So I got back in and pulled up at the side of the road. I got back out and went to check out my car. There didn’t seem to be much damage, just a few light scratches that would come out with some buffing. As I turned around to see if she’d even fucking realised, she had driven off. This fucking WO-MAN fucked me over. By this time I was in disbelief, I was all shakey. Then a couple pulled up, wound the window down, ‘wow someone actually giving a fuck’ I thought to myself. But NOOO “excuse, how do you get to Deansgate?” this fucking dick’ed asked me… People are twats. To make it worse, walking to my car the other day, I noticed my back bumper is lower on the left side now, because she fucking went and broke the rivet that keeps it in place. Dick’ed.
On a happier note, it’s Will’s 21st birthday party this Saturday. I’ve bought a very pretty dress, and some very pretty shoes especially for it. The Monday after, Will starts his new job 
and on Wednesday it’s his birthday -although not forgetting Ross’ on Tuesday 
Meh that’s all I can be bothered blogging at the minute. No doubt next week I’ll have lots of photos, and news. Especially as I’ve got a few fun packed weekends coming up, inc. Will’s party, Bill Bailey, my cousin’s 18th, my grandma’s 80th, and the medical ball! All that takes me into December -and then it’s nearly Christmas!! My how time flies…
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