So I had this relapse into a social life yesterday.Crazy huh? I get so stressed with the banality of going to college and talking to people in my lessons and just generally having to be awake and out of bed, that I go straight home afterwards and just stop for a bit. I'm also very lazy and don’t like to go out with people on weekends. The only people I ever really see on the weekend are my older sisters!
But yesterday I went to the cinema. To see paranormal activity 4. I went to the 9pm one – usually in bed at this time. So you know when you’re in a really good mood and someone sticks on a horror movie, and you spend the time laughing at all the ‘scary’ bits because everything is funny to you in this mood? No? Is that just me? Well, I was in a laughy mood (partly because just before I went to go and see it my friend told me about a cinema somewhere accidentally showing para4 instead of Madagascar 3. Which is funny.) So anyway, was sat in a more than half empty cinema (I guess no one likes watching horror movies late evening, in the dark, on a weekday. Who knew.) laughing at all these sort of scary-if-i-were-to-watch-properly things that were happening, and having a great time.
I got home at midnight (badass, I know) and whilst walking home an old man tried to grope me (just because I have blonde hair doesn’t mean I want to sleep with you) but I didn’t shit myself with fear like I was worried about before I went out, and I stayed in my empty flat (fuck. Yeah.) with the light off.
Whilst in my flat I discovered that along with trashing the place, leaving a million flies in the kitchen and rubbish everywhere, my ex flatmate stole my new soap. Literally had been opened for a week. She doesn’t use soap. Not once, in the whole duration of living with her, did she wash her hands. Twice I heard her turn on a bathroom tap.
Okay, context: I'm not a pervy creep, it’s just that my room in the flat has the toilet next to it, hers has the shower. Because of the placement of my bad I can tell when a tap is being run. I'm not weird. I do have a problem with people who don’t wash their hands though. That girl is just all over gross. Oh, and I have plans seeping into my half term next week. Sweet.
NB, not really mad anymore for being cancelled on over facebook. Even though I dont have internet in my flat and it's lucky I checked facebook before heading off to my flat yesterday.