So i haven't seen the gang lately. kinda bummed about this, actually. i know there was that thing at Marks on Saturday, but i didn't find out about it until about 5 minutes before i left to go see 'the taming of the shrew' (thanks to my brother's crappy message-taking skills). i did briefly consider going to mark's afterwards, but seeing as i had to get a lift with Emma and her family, i pretty much just had to do what i was told. what a change of direction for me.
the play did kick arse though. completely worth my time. i especially liked the 'West side story' homage. i sat with Kate. she made the best calls all the way through it. my personaly favourite was when carl said something about a woman who had as many diseases as 250 horses, kate leaned over to me and whispered "Gabby". only funny if you know the whole Kate/Gabby saga that's been happening lately. basically, Kate was completely in love with this dude (danny), and then Gabby slept with him. if you want to know the full story, plus read the sms messages that accompany the argument, go see kate's site, which i've got linked.
had a bizarre moment with my sister in the kitchen before. i was just in the kitchen, having a glass of milk, and my sister came in. for some reason, i said to her "Free styler" (well, freestyluh, actually), because i had that stupid bombfunk M.C.s song in my head. she then proceeded to sing the song to me, doing her best impression of a hardcore rapper. which was funny in itself. but the best thing was, she didn't really know any words beyond 'freestyler', so she just approximated the sounds. just made up gibberish that sounded vaguely like the song. it was bloody hilarious. so i joined in. here we both were, rapping our lungs out, doing those lamme rapper hand things that they do, laughing ourselves stupid. the only line we knew was "Stereo with the freestyler" (which isn't actually the words. i just looked them up, and we didn't get any words right except the actual word 'freestyler'.) eventually we stopped and just kind of went on as though nothing had happened. i finished my milk, and Jo grabbed a yoghurt. we both walked out and didn't say another word. very odd. (Odd Mabel, very odd.)
