Mondayitis
It's only a few more days before we are in our new apartment. Ive almost packed everything up in my old room. Just have some tidying to do. I even had Indian & Pizza Go-Go for the last time (my 2 favourite takeaways from East Acton).
This weekend the Central Line was down from North Acton to Marble Arch which sucked. They didnt even have proper replacement bus services which meant I had to catch the No. 7 (slowest bus in the world!) I went over to Phil's on Saturday night about 8:30pm and whilst on the bus, I saw an altercation between this guy and these 2 ladies. I thought they knew each other and he was stopping to let them in the car but he pushed her, she kicked his bumper then he smacked her around the head. She went down like a tonne of bricks. I was writing a letter to my G so I wrote it all down but when I rang the cops she refused to make a statement. On the way back on Sunday, I thought I would taunt myself with clothes I couldn't afford at New Look, as I walked out some guy with a camera and a microphone wanted to ask me questions about what fashion and music I was into. I (stupidly) said yes. I had hardly any make-up and looked like crap.. I was wearing Miss Sixty jeans, Gola snow boots & a big furry jacket... Not exactly stylish but comfy none the less. I just hope I don't see my ugly mug on teev somewhere. I think I should have learned from the Anzac Day tv experience.
This weekend the Central Line was down from North Acton to Marble Arch which sucked. They didnt even have proper replacement bus services which meant I had to catch the No. 7 (slowest bus in the world!) I went over to Phil's on Saturday night about 8:30pm and whilst on the bus, I saw an altercation between this guy and these 2 ladies. I thought they knew each other and he was stopping to let them in the car but he pushed her, she kicked his bumper then he smacked her around the head. She went down like a tonne of bricks. I was writing a letter to my G so I wrote it all down but when I rang the cops she refused to make a statement. On the way back on Sunday, I thought I would taunt myself with clothes I couldn't afford at New Look, as I walked out some guy with a camera and a microphone wanted to ask me questions about what fashion and music I was into. I (stupidly) said yes. I had hardly any make-up and looked like crap.. I was wearing Miss Sixty jeans, Gola snow boots & a big furry jacket... Not exactly stylish but comfy none the less. I just hope I don't see my ugly mug on teev somewhere. I think I should have learned from the Anzac Day tv experience.

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