Lipsticklover

ik heb het 'ziektes' hier helemaal hier mee gehad. ze zouden voor dit fenomeen een andere naam moeten bedenken zoals .. ach ja. this morning: we are re-doing/decorating/building etc the bathroom. my parents were gone to have the car checked. the doers/decorators/builders came and asked for the sketch of the new bathroom. uhh. i called my mom. she didnt answer. i called her 7 times again. i called the son of the guy who was going to check the car, if he could please call his dad and tell him to tell my parents to freakin call me back. so no sketch for now then i needed to go to school. damn my tires are flat. i took my moms bike. after a KM damn the front tire is flat as well. called my mom again. still didnt answer. called my grandma (who was at our place to keep an eye on the doers/decorators/builders) (yes the one and only. ) she told me to come back and take her bike. ok. KM back. grandma's bike. only thing she is like 1.50 so i felt like a friggin midget on the damn thi