Just came back from Orchard after joining Them in the shopping of Neil's brithday gift. Naimah fell in love with Captain Jack and I fell in love with Indy lego. People smoke alot in streets. "Hey let's light up! Lung cancer should be shared with everyone!" Shits.
I'm never setting foot in a clothing store again. They're so claustrophobic! Every store you go to has walkways the width of Paris hilton (It's almost as if they were saying "NO FAT PEOPLE ALLOWED IN THE STORE!"), and the fucking shoppers won't give two shits about shoving their heads into your "space", (meaning the area around your body where you get uncomfortable when people cross into), some who have a wider protective shield than others. Mine's the size of Russia. It's annoying! Everytime some stranger sticks their head in the gap between my arm and body just to check out a shit load of "bling" I freak right out and move 10 steps away(in which case I promptly trip over another fashion twit). Sheesh.
F1's coming up. Everywhere you look there are strings of Johnny Walker, Hugo Boss, Omega, Tag hauer ads with a larger than life photo of Schumacher (Yes he's still remembered), Raikkonen (Not nearly enough ads I must say), and Hamilton(Argh! Get him out of my face!) as the show dogs. I guess I'll catch the race from the comfort of my sofa. I can see the fireworks from my flat anyway. AMANDA you'd better have tons of pictures to show! And TRY to help me get Kimi's autograph! I don't care where you sign it, give a tissue if necessary!
Oh Changed my blog song. It's a little angrier, but it's so fun. BAAWitdaba da bang da bang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy!

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