This week...

has been good.
I have fallen in love with a new little coffee shop. It sells nutella hot chocolate. If you ever have a chance to try nutella hot chocolate, you should, it's tres magnifique.
I also brought the prettiest maxi dress ever, which I may post a picture of later (if i can convince my father to let me hijack le camera, that is). Weeks I get paid are good. I love being able to shop, shopping is good.
I've also developed a love of KA black grape juice this week, it's beautiful with ice ice, babyy.
Lightheartedness aside for a minute, I had a moment of sheer annoyance this week I have the urge to rant about.

I was on the bus from town earlier this week, and there had been a crash, which resulted in the bus having to do a longer route, which resulted in people on the bus moaning. Now I don't know about you, but I personally felt a little bit of disgust at this. There's been a car crash severe enough to stop a ridiculous amount of traffic, in the middle of the city centre, and people are sitting complaining? Fair enough, you didn't bank on having to take a different route, and deal with tons of traffic, but come on! If it was because there was a cat sitting in the middle of the road, or a duck tap dancing and distracting people or something, then fair enough, moan away. Howevever, the idea that the majority of people care more about being 5 minutes late to wherever they're going than they do that people could've died mere metres away from them is absolutely appauling.
I don't expect to see people sitting wailing or anything, but showing basic respect for other human beings would be nice. How hard is it to think 'that's horrible, I hope the people involved are okay' instead of 'ugh, why did they have to crash today? I'm going to get caught in the after school rush doing my shopping'.
Basic. Human. Compassion. It doesn't cost a penny. Or much effort.

Rant over.

Adios, lovelies. Have a nice weekend. :)