That's right, according to my blog all I do is drive to shopping centres because I have nothing else to do with my life.
Regardless, this was a rather special trip. I say 'special' because it consisted of me and Weasel having a day out. Anyone who knows us will agree, it shouldn't be allowed.
First disaster involved me having someone driving at 50mph in front of me on the motorway. Naturally I looked in the mirror and indicated with the intention of overtaking. However, I'd forgot to check my blind spot, and found that when I did this while moving out, there was a massive van there. And I mean MASSIVE.
It was clearly a ninja van, because there's no way my blind spot is big enough to hide something that big. The bit I don't get, is why did they stay in my blind spot after I'd indicated? Foolish.
Next drama was one of my worst nightmares. I walked into Boots with the intention of buying a new mascara. The lovely lady at the YSL stand was only too kind in telling me about their latest mascara, and even put some on me to prove how amazing it was. Then it was time to pay. After searching my bag, we left the shop to search my car, only to find I had left my card at home. However, being the AMAZING best friend that she is, Weasel promised to lend me any money I needed for the day. This settled, we went on to have an amazing day filled with pretty dresses, milkshakes, sandwiches and toys.
We're 19, I swear.
Obviously, after such an amazing day out we decided we should continue it into the night by putting on our new frocks and heels and hitting the town. As Thursday is a karaoke night, Weasel had an amazing idea. What if we sang a really masculine song, in dresses?
With this in mind, we headed off to have a few cocktails and get ourselves in a reasonable enough state to act out this epic idea. However, we may have misjudged the reactions a little..
Best response: "ARE YOU SHITTING ME?"
