Yesterday was fun, Rachel and I went to see the Spongebob movie (HER idea) which wasn't that great but then we went and looked at toys and lingerie for the rest of the day, so that was fun. Myer had these hilarious Kylie and Hilary Duff dolls in which they looked like men, and we were making fun of them. Then this little girl came up and said "Mummy, I like this Kylie doll!" and we ran off giggling to look at hokey pokey elmo. Then after we walked up to my mother's medical centre her car was parked in so we had to wait for ages and her car kept locking and unlocking itself which was relatively scary in a dark garage. And then when Rachel was home my mommy and I went to see Finding Neverland because no one else was at home. AWESOME movie. Can I help that I'm a pathetic moron? :) It's funny because after I see something I like, whether it be a movie or a dance concert or the zoo, or anything, I always want to steal part of it for my own life. Not you know, literally, of course. ----------------- I hate people, I reallyreallyreally truly do. I'm positive I should have been born in an earlier day, a more innocent, naive one. I hate this goddamn era. I guess I'm just getting incredibly sick of lovers and posters.