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Worst Friday Night Ever

December 7, 2009 at 08:08 (journal)

friday night i went out with some friends. over the course of the evening mostly everyone left
at the end only me, my friend A and another girl visiting from joburg were left over. it was the first time A and the other girl met though i’ve met her before.

we took A’s car and went to a club, stayed a little then went to a quiet little bar. we had one drink and then got the clue thaat they wanted to close.

so we went back to pick up our cars at brooklyn mall.

then discovered that my car key was gone. i search myself and my bag. it was gone. i thought i might have locked it in the boot when i went to put something in the car. A said that i could go home with her. we could get a locksmith in the morning, open the boot and see if the key was their.

we walked to the other girl’s car. she and the other girl started kissing. it was like a stab in my heart. i knew i had a crush on my friend A but i didn’t know how bad i had it.

i stood behind a pillar a few meters away and started crying. they thought i was crying about my car.

i went home with A, slepy next to her for the first time. it’s never how i dreamed it would be.

the next morning we retraced our steps. asked everywhere, no one has seen my keys. we called a locksmith. it would cost R600
a security guard helped open the car with a wire. the cars weren’t in the boot.

there is no spare key. it’s a chipped key so they can’t just cut a new one.

my car will have to be towed. the locks replaced. two new keys made.