Hi,
Three words. Worst. DayS. Ever.
Okay, I'll start with yesterday. I didn't get time to post on it yesterday, as we got home so late (well, not that late) that I wanted to watch some stuff on John Cleese, Peter Cook, Rowan Atkinson, you know, comedians.
Yesterday morning was pretty boring. Got up, had a shower, went on the computer, stared at my screen for a couple of hours (no one was online, and I didn't want to do work). Had lunch, hadn't had breakfast, and then, after more staring at my screen, at 5:00pm, I heard my mum calling me. So I was like, "Yes?" And she says, time to get off; we're going to see a pantomime.
We'd already seen one this year. I wasn't in a hurry to see another. So reluctantly I switched my computer and my monitor off, and went downstairs. It was now 5:10pm, and no one else was ready, so I had an apple, got crisps, put my shoes on, and waited, annoyed. My mum comes down, and I'm only wearing a t-shirt, and she's like, "We're going on the tube, dear, you can't just wear that." I'm like, "WTF!? NOOO!"
I hate the tube to London. Rush hour's the worst, between 6:00pm and 6:30pm, and I was going into territory I'd never before been to, so to speak. I thought we were going to the Beck theatre (about forty minutes drive away), but nooo... we were going to London. Anyhoo, I was heartened by the fact that we were going to see Lily Savage, and so was everyone else.
The train journey was really sucky. I got on this train, and my whole family except me and my brother sit down. There was one seat, and this little child was behind me, and I was like, "Aww..." and I stepped back for her to sit down. However, my dad hisses in my ear, "This isn't a bloody circus, sit down." Thankfully, the guy opposite me realised that it was his stop (he had been asleep, well, he had his eyes closed anyway), and the little girl could sit down there, as could her sister... the man was taking up two seats. -_-;;
So we got to London (Victoria station), and by this time I was hungry (we had had no dinner), thirsty, and had an earache-headache combo (I hate the noises trains make). So we went into a small little Sainsburys outlet (I think that's what it was), and buy headache pills for me, cold pills for my brother, cokes, Fanta, water, and a Mars bar packet with six Mars bars. I felt happier then.
There was another disappointment. We walked into the theatre, drinks and snacks hidden about our person (we weren't sure whether we were allowed to bring our own), and I spot a little A4 piece of white paper. It said, "Due to the indisposition of Lily Savage, *someone* will play the Wicked Queen, and *someone* will play Muggins." GRAGH! *stab stab stab* So we go back home, and get a Thai. I wasted FOUR HOURS of my life doing something I HATE.
Thai was good... but my family got annoyed when I started picking out all my bean sprouts. *dies*
Toooday. Was boring also. Had another shower. Had to do homework. Watched some Simpsons episodes, with my brother shouting "DASH" at funny points because apparently "that's how you used to laugh, Olivia". Aaand of course the usual me saying, "Joseph, I have asked you not to do that, please respect my wishes." "DASH!" "-_-;;"
I am SO glad I watched Star Wars to calm me down.
It has taken me fifteen minutes to write this... "essay". Longer when I've checked for spelling errors. It's now 7:45pm, and I'm going to watch AI (Artificial Intelligence) at 8:00pm with my mum.
Heh. Goodbye. -_-;;
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cranky
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