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I found out something today. People do things for all the wrong reasons. Everyone does. And when you stop to figure out what the hell you're doing, you've forgotten why you where there in the first place. Then after you forget why you were there, you leave and don't get what you were supposed bring back. This leads to a whole confusion and somehow leads on to others.
Confused yet?
I just think that some people go kinda too far. Sometimes. Like when people honk at you in the streets when you're wearing a skirt. *Or somehow find out your name and start a whole conversation that wouldn't have happened if it was some other girl. *Or fix the water fountain just because you're thirsty. *Or come all the way down from up north to go shopping in toronto. *Or stop a whole 'out of service' YRT bus just to give you a ride, and ask if you wanted to drive it.
*So the strangers were very nice today. :)
Except the guy that gave the little kid a free candy while trying to charge 50 cents for him to open my freezie.
And; I do NOT look like someone who does crack now do I?
Anyway, we went to the park and saw the poptart bus giving out free poptarts with some hot guy there. Then left and mooched off some kids that broke my wonderful perfume and bought me icecream. Then went home to my dreadful parent& her husband and apparently my house can't be a 'flop house' anymore; whatever that means.
That's pretty much as eventful as it got.
Now I think I'd like to get some sleep.
Confused yet?
I just think that some people go kinda too far. Sometimes. Like when people honk at you in the streets when you're wearing a skirt. *Or somehow find out your name and start a whole conversation that wouldn't have happened if it was some other girl. *Or fix the water fountain just because you're thirsty. *Or come all the way down from up north to go shopping in toronto. *Or stop a whole 'out of service' YRT bus just to give you a ride, and ask if you wanted to drive it.
*So the strangers were very nice today. :)
Except the guy that gave the little kid a free candy while trying to charge 50 cents for him to open my freezie.
And; I do NOT look like someone who does crack now do I?
Anyway, we went to the park and saw the poptart bus giving out free poptarts with some hot guy there. Then left and mooched off some kids that broke my wonderful perfume and bought me icecream. Then went home to my dreadful parent& her husband and apparently my house can't be a 'flop house' anymore; whatever that means.
That's pretty much as eventful as it got.
Now I think I'd like to get some sleep.