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Well I had my 18 carat gold inlay fitted in today, suffering at the hands of another local anaesthetic, and my jaw is once again very sore, yes poor me. Well on the way back home, I went to the bus station and got onto my 505 bus from stand C, I was sitting there, on the window side, while the bus was getting ready to drive off; while waiting I observed the crawling people making there way towards their required bus, it was absolutely freezing outside, and it was spitting. Well anyway, over towards stand d, I saw this old woman, she was walking towards her bus but hadn't quite reached the stand yet when she stood still for a moment and motioned her hand towards her hat, it was this deep pink hat and I was afraid it might blow away but it didn't she stood there completely motionless for another second, and then in an instant she fell back. I completely freaked out, because it's not like she bent her knees or tried to save herself from falling, she just fell straight back, and her walking stick fell beside her and she just lay there. I couldn't move from my seat for a few seconds, I just gasped and kept pointing to the window. I was about to get up and walk out of the bus to go and help her but suddenly this guy wearing a denim jacket and denim jeans ran towards her and picked her up and a few other people ran towards and her picked up her stick. I just felt so completely sick at the thought of how her family could leave her like this. I mean couldn't some moron take her into town once a week. I can't get that image out of my head now, seeing her just fall straight back, straight, not bending her knees, not waving her arms as she fell, she looked so helpless. I have grandparents you see and if my gran needs to go anywhere and there isn't anybody else to take her, I go with her, there's no fuckign way I'd let my gran go somewhere alone. Ok so if you're grandparents are fighting fit, fair enough, but this old lady, shit you could tell she needed help. There are some real heartless shits out there!!
On another note, I watched Requiem for a Dream today, good film; not quite as disturbing as most people said it would be: I found the 'Sunday night Party' the most shocking bit, that was indeed sick. Well directed and ace soundtrack though.
Ok, finally, it's weird it really is, like I said before I've started my packing but until today I hadn't actually started packing anything from my bedroom, it was mostly stuff from the kitchen, cutlery and crockery and shit like that. But today I packed my cds away; as you can see, I prioritise. But it felt so surreal, packing my cds away, like it cemented the fact hat I am indeed about to leave my beloved Moors, the Heights where Cathy's ghost wonders. I am looking forward to the move, but it's also strange leaving the place I was born and bred. More thoughts on that later though, right now, I need to eat and then sleep.
On another note, I watched Requiem for a Dream today, good film; not quite as disturbing as most people said it would be: I found the 'Sunday night Party' the most shocking bit, that was indeed sick. Well directed and ace soundtrack though.
Ok, finally, it's weird it really is, like I said before I've started my packing but until today I hadn't actually started packing anything from my bedroom, it was mostly stuff from the kitchen, cutlery and crockery and shit like that. But today I packed my cds away; as you can see, I prioritise. But it felt so surreal, packing my cds away, like it cemented the fact hat I am indeed about to leave my beloved Moors, the Heights where Cathy's ghost wonders. I am looking forward to the move, but it's also strange leaving the place I was born and bred. More thoughts on that later though, right now, I need to eat and then sleep.