It's supposed to be lucky

Hello followers, friends, lovers and stalkers. Well, in my last blog I mentioned a particular Misa; well, we had a bit of a row a coupla days ago and it looked like we weren't friends anymore. But that has been reconciled & we seem to be all okay. I can't say the same for Gremlin, though (She knows who she is). I would feel sorry for her, but I don't think she even feels sorry for herself :')

Well, Wednesday had been a slow one. Well... it was untill I got a text from another friend (Right, she's 28, so for the sake of laziness we'll call her Mom.. since she practically is) saying "I'll be in town in fourty-five minutes." Taking that as my que to meet her, I grabbed my belongings and made a beeline to the gate "AW, FUCK," was my proclamation when I realised it was locked. But, not to fear, coss my mad ninja skillz kicked in. I clambered up on my bin, and sat on my gate (Yis, the top of it, fgt). And with a swift jump, a small thud, and a shout of "SKILL!" I was over with nothing less than a little graze on my butt.

Well, the journey there was boring, me buying Relentless was boring, the shopping was boring (for people to read, anyway, you wouldn't understand half of it) so I'll skip to the exciting part; DINNER. Okaaay, it doesn't sound exciting, but you don't know Mom like I do. Well, we went to this little restaurant-thing called Chopsticks. As you probably guessed, it's a Chinese place. And they do, like, American-style Chinese in the take-out boxes. So we got a coupla these and went to sit on a bench out side.

And I swear, a Chinese guy can hear Chopsticks breaking from over a thousand miles away. Oh god, that sounds really racist. What I mean is, whilst we were sat there, about ten Chinese guys walked by us (Three of which spoke to us O.o). I've just realised I skipped forward in time about fifteen minutes... So.. returning to fifteen minutes before...

"Hi Pie!" Kez yelled, sitting with two people I didn't recognise and one I did. We'll call him Rick. Well, a coupla months ago Rick and his cronies decided to flour bomb me (Homophobic attack, how nice). Well, I said hi back to Kez, which was quickly followed by a "Shut the fuck up, Pie, you fat bitch" from the lovely Rick. Well, as I mentioned before, there's a reason I'm reffering to my 28-year-old-friend as 'Mom'. "Piss off, Rick." I growled at him. Well, at the mention of his name, Mom has done a 180 turn and was shooting daggers at him "Oh, you're Rick?" She hissed at him, "You know the next time I find out you've done anything to my mate.. You're gonna be in big trouble!"

Yes, we realise how pathetic "big trouble" sounded, but I could see Moms veins straining and knew she just wanted to kick him in the head a few hundred times with her brand new shoes. So, with a slight shuffle to get her moving, I turned my head and glared at Kez whilst she was protesting Rick's innocence, "He didn't do it, it was A & B". I know very well who the feck did it, you little bitch; And you're supposed to be a friend >_>
Well, all in all, that has been my life up till now summed up, coss feck all has happened the past two days. Sigh...