Wax this Cholo

Woke up at quarter to ten. Was about to go directly to the pc when Na told me we are going to catch a movie.
Again? Nooooooo. Im fed up with movies.
But then it's Wednesday. That means there a movies that just came out.
So we went and watch The Island. Is it just me or the movies are getting lenghtier and lenghtier? When the protagonist were already saved, I gave a sigh of relief, thinking the writer is just gonna leave it as it is and leave the audience to make their own ending. But then the two went back to where they were escaping from in the first place to save the other clones, by that time I was ready to scream.
Then to add more to my misery there was a noisy couple behind my back. The guy was a know-it-all and the woman was an idiot. The woman keep on asking questions and the guy was answering her in an I'm-smarter-than- you-tone. As if he knows what he was talking about.
If he was trying to impress the woman with his knowledge, he's doing a bad job of it.
But what can I say, they were perfect for each other.
People, please, next time you watch a movie try coming in before the movie starts. In that way you'll look less like an idiot.
And to add insult to injury, the said woman put her bare feet up on the headrest of the seat next to me. Even in the dark I could see the cracks on here soles.
I was like... ohmygawd!
When the movie ended I sprinted out.
Then after eating me and Na went to Stitches and Things to have our diploma framed. On the way there we again have to pass Family First. A mile away Na could see them pointing at me. I just stared right ahead, determined to get to our location.
Then guess who went towards me?
Cholo.
Yes. The Maniac.
We just learned, when we got home yesterday, that he's not gay. Ate Nida told us so. She was ready to go to SM yesterday and sock him one. Again.
He said "Miss..." then he recognized me.
I just gave him a withering look and avoided his outstretched hands like the plague.
If looks could kill, he'd be on the floor amidst his own blood squirming like the maggot that he is.
Then he turned to Na and asked, "What happened..."
Na said "Nice one, nice one, nice one..." in a singsong voice, while giving him the cut direct.
When we were inside Stitches and Things, I was steaming and Na was rapidly cursing Cholo to hell and back. The gall, she said fuming. The nerve, I said seething.
After hyperventilating, we ordered frames for our diplomas. I chose a red wood frame while Na chose a brown one.
Then we both found out that we forgot our credit card.