Oh my goodness! Okay, so i dance out of the house at around 1.30a.m. in my favourite black suede Anne Klein boots and lovely new white A/X skirt, feeling all nice and pretty and tall to meet Micheal. And when i get back, i simply cannot take off the bloody left boot!! So i sit around and try and pull down the zip - which, being my bloody boot, was stuck - for like 15 minutes, panicking and getting more and more irritated as the time passes. Micheal calls and i whine like hell and the darling boy offers to drive back to my place and help me yank off the offending boot. Luckily(heave sigh of relief here), i manage to get it off..finally. I seriously thought i might have to sleep in my left boot and have my mom help me get it off in the afternoon(well, it will be when i wake up). How absolutely traumatising my morning has been. On the plus side, i've finally watched Mean Girls.