pocket_rocket

Wooo

I had a nice night last night... We had Indian for dinner (OMG my indian shop makes THE best...) then pigged out on Champagne with strawberry & chocolate fondue. I also had a good share of West Coast coolers....Oh my god, they are so easy to drink and taste good and don't make me hungover. I might add that they were the first drink I ever got drunk on.

I just had, what I hope was, my second last driving lesson this morning. Stupid new instructor, though... "STOP!! BRAKE!! SECOND GEAR!! DON'T ACCELERATE AROUND CORNERS!! HAND OFF THE GEAR STICK!!" Gah, I swear I was going to punch him within the first few minutes.... He wasn't just saying it, he was yelling as if I was going to crash every time..... I am a perfectly fine driver but he got in and acted as if I'd never had a lesson before and was totally taking over which really pissed me off. He didn't even give me a chance to prove I could drive before he started yelling at me. I told him I wanted to take lessons and my test in my car because I am used to driving it and thus also more comfortable. He then proceeded to tell me that I should take a heap more lessons in his car because "It would be an asset to be able to drive many different cars"... I almost told him to shove his money up his... nose?

I also cleaned the kitchen this morning. I found a liquified pear (or at least I think it was a pear), and almost liquified mandarine and some tomatoes which, yeah also were not quite tomatoes any more, all of which were Megan's. I reckon they would be good to seek some revenge on said housemate. We already hid an off orange in her dank, gross cupboard about a month ago, (mean, I know) and as far as we know she still hasn't discovered it. Her room is just that disgusting we aren't surprised she hasn't found it. It would be right at home