god bless catastrophe.

today was good.

i had soooo much sleep! my mother gave me a lift to college too, and dropped me off at the co-op. we went in together, cause she wanted to get things for joe who is ill. get welly soon joe. she also bought me lunch.

then photography. toby called parents evening "parents day". it was funny, but for some reason i found it too funny, the thought of people bringing their parents into college with them... i'm sitting laughing at it now, haa.

then lunch was a pomegranite war caused by nailiah? yeah they hit me a few times :/

tutorial was a fuuuuss, but i got out. went straight to town. the hairdressers i wanted to go to was closed, so i ended up going to the second cheapest one, who gave me the wonky haircut last time.

the woman who cut my hair was totally unproffesional. she cut an old womans hair beforehand, that woman could barely stand up, and she just watched her struggle, until another person helped her. then when they went to cut her hair, the hairdresser made the woman take her coat off, without help or anything.
oh and when i was waiting, her and the other staff just stood and talked about home alone.
and when she was cutting my hair, she was terrible at making conversation. i think i actually prefer the bimbo who used to come to my house and do my hair. at least she tried to talk to me..

oh well yeah, i think i got too much cut off. but at least when it grows a bit, i won't complain.
i'll try and show a before and after in another post.

then literally as i got outside, i bumped into aimeeeeeeee!
oml we were talking for about 45 minutes, i haven't seen her in forever. she has pretty much no hair now. she must have been absolutley freezing, even i was a little colder with less hair.

oh, and when i tried to get on the bus, i recognized the bus driver. he told me i wasn't allowed on the bus unless i paied. fuck that, i have a bus pass.
i waited for the 22, and 2 of them came. i got on the one with literally no one on it. it was a quicker journey.

when i got home i took some pictures for photography. then joe came, and we talked about charles manson lots. i drew a fat version of borat on his arm. it was good.
we watched south park.

then when he left, me and sophie watched mr bean. that brought me back a few years back, oh lord. that tv show was amazing. i suppose mr bean helped me understand comedy when i was younger.