this morning my neighbour's baby wouldnt stop wailing.

and then after that my father kept pestering me to hurry up hurry up HURRY UP.

so my point is that i forgot my bloody phone. (wow im sure it's easy to make a connection with the previous 2 sentences. im amazing.)
that's gonna be funny, cos i'll just die of boredom at work and also im meeting people after that.
im so angry at myself! why do i always forget thingsssss?!!

and ive been wanting to say this for a long time: you know ive always thought old people are super cute and i dont think i have any problems with them so far (in fact i always have nice things to say to them), but the auntie who cleans the office in the morning is NOT CUTE AT ALL. she's so grumpy and moody blah blah blah. why is she not cute???!!!