Cold Night

Sep 21, 2004 05:39

my eyes are a little itchy. not ready to be awake just yet.

the other day a black kid was laughing at me. he would stare and laugh to himself a out loud. i was downtown waiting to transfer. i wasn't in the mood to have guts and say something to him. although that statement sounds about as weak as a 4 yr old. i guess it was my outfit he was laughing at. i don't know, my shirt was kind of tight i guess that was it. i've never been laughed at before.

the other day i was walking my bike to the gas station since it got flat again. on the way there i was approached by these young young black girls. three of them. one of them asked me ,"ay, are you poor." i reply with "Am I poor?" and a befuddled look. then another one throws a piece of ice at me.

the other night i drank excessively. couldn't remember what happened the night before. except for a few things here and there. remember barfing. remember acting out of character. wasted. made my Lauren a little mad at me. i really, got to put some chains on that overrkill.
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