It’s been a long long Wednesday. Sent tubs to the mrt at 7am and proceeded to meet Jane at 10am to do our hair. After all the colour selection, I sat in my seat for a long long time and finally after many hours, when my hair is blown to perfection, I look into the mirror and see green streaks. I couldn’t believe my eyes. And all my hairdresser said was that it would change colour after afew washes. Right. My hair is no chameleon but I’m hoping it’ll look a little more decent in a couple of days so I’m gonna wait and see what happens next. I think I’m still stunned by the outcome and thus I’m not in the right right frame of mind. Green is the last colour I would ever put in my hair.
Anyway, went home with Jane to take the car and then we went to pick da chix up and we went cartel for some food. Breakfast plus dinner to be exact. Chixy wanted to go town after that so I decided to pop by home to change out of my sleeping cotton on shorts and t-shirt first. What happened next was fantabulous. The mother had told me in advance that the asshole was coming over to have dinner together and she had requested that I try to join them, which was why I made a conscious effort not to be home. Hur hur. But I had to pop by home anyways so leaving my bitches in my car, I went up to do a quick change of clothes and once I stepped in, the parents were talking to the asshole and the mother asked me if I wanted to join them for dinner so I said no. by the time I was changed, they had left for dinner oready and when I went down to the carpark, my bitches said ’your parent’s left without the boy’, and then I found out that what had actually happened was that when my parents, the asshole and the boy had gone to the carpark to go out for dinner, the boy went over to tell my bitches that the drain cover where I parked wasn’t in place and the next thing, the parents drove off without the boy.
What the fuck is wrong with those 3 people?
How hard is it not to notice that there is 1 person less in the car? And the asshole really lives up to his name because how hard is it to not notice that his very own brother is not sitting beside him in the car? Fanfuckingtastic right. Unbelievable shit. When I drove up, the boy was in the lobby waiting for the parents to come back to pick him up. I offered him to screw dinner and come with us instead to town but the parents were oready on their way back. Up til now I cannot believe it. As much as my bitches do not say anything bad about my folks, but this really takes the cake and I don’t blame them one bit for asking ’why your parents like that ah?’ cos I really wanna know why they are like that too. They make me sick to my stomach.
Anyway, we headed to town and I fell in love with a Gucci bag but I decided that a python bag ain’t gonna be too practical cos I don’t take the best care of my bags but it’s really pretty. *sigh* Following that, we spent forever at La Senza, and ended up not buying anything. By the time we were done there, all the shops had closed oready so we decided to move it move it and Madagascar 2 it was! Caught the 11pm show and I dunno if it was the show or it was just watching with my bitches but I had to say I enjoyed it.
Spot us spying on Prada.
Asphyxiated at at 2:57 AM
