So was very excited yesterday after having it done, I wore a pretty little outfit to see my boyfriend, a black velvet, low back, long sleeved dress (from Primark), a loosely knitted beige jumper (from TK Maxx), my brand spanking new white snood! (From Everything 5 Pounds), nude tights, with a pair of zebra print tight socks and my new Dr. Martens meets Creeper shoes!! In white, I J'ADORE them! (Also from Everything 5 Pounds, such a bargain!) Ooooh Oooh and my new suede, charcoal grey gym bag! So all happy and in a daze I got ready to leave my house and to drive to my boyfriends. He's very kindly just given me his iPod to listen to, as my fake iPod shuffle completely KO'D on me the other day whilst running, which I was treasuring, because I'd ran the New York marathon with it, but it had died! Long gone. So no point in holding on to it anymore! And so yes, yesterday I listened to the iPod for the first time, so was rather excited, about this as well as my outfit, my new hair and spending the evening with my boyfriend. And then, driving down the road, I hear a sort of snapping sound and look to my left, to see my wing mirror hanging off. Great I thought. So getting off the A road I pulled over to examine and there we go, someone had broken my mirror. I was so upset. I am so careful with my car and it means the world to me and the reason why I'd started parking it where I did was because I used to park it behind my house in a car park for a gym. We knew the man who owned the gym and he is very sweet and lets the residents park in his car park and we in return, every christmas get him a gift to thank him for letting us park there. So for a while I'd parked there, until I returned home after a course in London for a week to find someone had reversed into my car. So was pretty devastated by that, luckily no visible dents but my car is white and its chipped off the paint work round the left side near the bumper so it looks like black scratches. Rather upsetting, I decided to move my car to the side road of my house. It had always been okay there. I had a few problems, with a troubled person last year, who would leave notes on my windows and basically stalked me for a couple of months last Summer and luckily the last I'd heard of it was when this person had obviously noticed that my car had been moved somewhere else, whilst I'd been on holiday last year and when I returned and collected my car I parked it in my usual spot for the evening and in the morning I came to my car to drive to work and this troubled person left a vile and insulting comment written in the condensation of my window for all to see. I were so upset, shocked and felt humiliated that people could have walked past and seen this that I just got in my car on this cold late September morning and drove off without wiping my window and with the window down. I just wanted to get away from there as soon as I could. I cried all the way to work. After then, I didn't hear anymore. I think it was because I didn't retaliate to anything, especially that, although I made sure that I noted everything that happened, because I were 100% ready to go to the police. So since then, I hadn't experienced any problems, but someone has clearly just gone up to my wing mirror and kicked it until it snapped, you can see mud from there shoes around the mirror. So upset, I got back into my car after a phone call to Tom and he said he'd have a look when I got round. He said a part of it had snapped that connected it on, (which I found the piece that had snapped earlier this afternoon, where my car had been parked) so Tom and his dad have temporarily attached it back on using some plastic cable ties. I'm lucky to have people around me that are kind and want to help. I took one step into Tom's family home and saw his mum and burst into tears! How ridiculous, it's only a wing mirror! But it's the principle of it. I just don't understand the mentality of some people. Why would you go out your way to vandalize someone else's property?! It baffles me. Anyway, it could have been a whole lot worse couldn't it, but it was just how unnecessary it is. So Tom and I left his and visited his grandparents for the evening. They are so lovely. Two G&T's later I've forgotten about the car! We looked through photographs of recent events and chatted and had a lovely evening, then on our way home we stopped off for fish and chips and then had a long, meaningful discussion about the programme that was aired the other evening on channel 4 about the town that caught tourettes! Gosh we love a debate! I argued that the girls who had "caught" tourettes, had started out of habit. My philosophy of it is that these girls had subconsciously started these ticks, movements, whatever their outbursts were out of habit and then it had grew into something that was psychological and would become harder to control. I tried to compare it to having a word that you use all the time. Lots of people do it, for example I know I used to say "like" a lot. To the point that I didn't even know I were saying it, but once I'd said it, at times I'd try and stop myself from saying it, so I'd go to say it and then consciously be aware that I'm using that word and would try and refrain from saying it, this was my point with the tourettes. That sometimes they'd be aware but try and control it and refrain from doing it. I think as well, if you are a weaker individual you are more prone to picking up maybe trends in whatever terms and I think that peers can rub off on you and that their habits can soon become yours and I think it got to a point where it would just blow out of proportion and become obsessive and controlling and less easy to manage. But if you'd have watched the programme, you'd have seen that the girls were being treated for two different things and once this diagnosis had been put into place and they had been seen to and were being treated, these girls started to make a recovery and it had been said later on in the programme that these girls had been given this "medication" under a placebo effect. So it proved that the conditions and complaints that they had been suffering with were to a big extent psychological. The only girl who didn't improve was the one who's mother refused the diagnosis that it was psychological and I couldn't help but think that in a way, this girl and her mother in particular out of all the girls and their mothers and families, they were the ones who were being the most public about the condition and were almost, flaunting it?! That might sound a little harsh, but the girl kept making YouTube videos about it and the mother kept going on day time programmes and I couldn't help but think, do you actually want your daughter to get any better? If it was that bad and quote, she said "it annoys me when she says na all the time", if it annoyed you that much, then yeah I agree there is a cause to everything and you should resolve things to the best that you can possibly do, but jeez lady take it on the chin and try it, see if it works, everyone else has made a recovery and yet your daughter is still suffering because you're too stubborn. PS How selfish by the way! So we had a grand old discussion and Tom never agrees with anything I say! I don't want him to agree with me if he doesn't believe that or understand what I'm trying to say, but it's just my opinion!
So after our long discussion and him leaving me in the kitchen in the dark... HA. Which he did. We watched some telly and fell asleep. I had netball today. They have a team in the Sunday league which is a development team so I go along and play and it was just nice to get a game this weekend, a bit of a run around. So now I'm in need of starting some uni work! So must crack on.
Enjoy your Sunday :)
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