Trust

Originally this was going to be one of those bitchy posts about how public transport sucks. But, even though public transport still sucks, my situation has changed and thus the post changes accordingly. :)

So there I was, looking forward to the "Blackout Project" party, this weekend in Amsterdam. Until, as always, Mr. Public Transport slaps you a dilemma in the face. As usual getting there was easy, it's getting back that's fairly impossible. >_< And thus I pondered and pined, waging options, desperately hoping someone I know would be going as well and wouldn't mind someone who's tagging along (I know nefariouscory and her friend clsa will be there as well, nyah ^_~), until I came home today. Told my parents I'd be going to the party this Saturday and they immediately opted to pick me up if needed. ^_^
Thus at least I had one way of getting home. But leave it to my mom to rub things in:

Mom: "So, whom are you going with?"
Me: "Well, selderaya will be there, along with one of her friends. You know, that girl I met little over a week ago."
Mom: "*frown* You take care and beware of that girl. I know her kind."
Me: o_o *blink*

Thanks mom, for having such confidence in my friends. >_< Gah, well... guess I can blame it on the fact that they haven't met each other yet. As my mom gets along great with the friends of mine whom she's has met. ;)

Now, time to art on further...