This is the story of my crappy two hours.
I discovered that my house is hard to break into. Just FYI, it's irritatingly difficult, so don't even bother trying. Amusingly, I locked myself out of the house, that's how I discovered it too be so hard to break into. So, being locked out of my own house is actually not that bigger deal. It's fine, I was hungry, but it was soon to be the least of my worries.
One of my very dear friends is a dickhead.
She went to Sydney Market and bought a chicken because it was cute. And then her and her friend both didn't want it.
I'M SORRY BUT WHEN YOU BUY A FUCKING PET, YOU BUY IT TOO KEEP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm just annoyed that she's so irresponsible.
A chicken is a life. I little life, yes, but a life nevertheless. How can people be so careless, like with dogs and cats, they get them, and then they don't want them anymore.
Fucking hell.
People are so stupid.
