Roses For The Dead

Early this morning my aunt came to visit, I hadn't seen her in a while so that was nice. She was telling us loads of stories about the weather in Largs. Then my sister came down with some flowers for my mum, after that I was snowboarding and fell so bad! I now have a cut knee. Tonight I went for dinner at Frankie and Benny's before I went to go see The Number 23 at the cinema. I hadn't been there before but it was really good. Nice warm place to go eat. The film wasn't up to much though. I'd heard so many good things about it, brilliant film, very scary etc but it was so weird that it just didn't do anything for me. Surely you've all heard of the film, The Number 23.. everything adds up to 23, eg. the letters in the guys name, his license plate, his door number.

Quote of the night has to be, "Woo my door number is 8, nowhere near it!"
"Hah yeah mine is 15. Uh-oh. 8+15=23"
DUN DUN DUUUUN.

I think that you'll find after you watch this movie you start to add things up, you see the number 23's everywhere. I better not have nightmares tonight :|