Yesterday as I was walking back to my car from buying tickets too see Eclipse (:D), I happened- much to my displeasure- to run into Mitch and Matty returning from whatever personal vendetta they had just been on.
Now I adore both Mitch AND Matty, but running into Matty whilst he is surrounded by friends is probably the equivalent of smearing your self esteem with your own blood and jumping into an enclosed tank of hungry sharks.
Whilst i sad trembling with fear in my car, first my hair was picked apart, then my skin and then even the fact that i was wearing gloves.
I left a few minutes later feeling like the ugliest person in the world and contemplating jumping of the hawksbury river bridge with weights attached to my legs.
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