I'm a coward.
So a week ago, I either lost my MP3 player or... had it stolen by some fatass in glasses. I'm not sure when the last time I used it was. I'm almost certain that I had it after I left the same class with the fatass with glasses. Well, I'm walking around after class today and I see my beloved earphones on this kid. And I "scared the crap out of him" coming up behind him. And he's a few doors away right now and he's "working" tonight. and I don't think I can work up the courage to simply ask what is on the other side of the cord.
I'm gonna go try again to barge in. I don't even know if he's going to be in there and It was help IMMENSELY if I could remember this fatasses name. ARRRRRGGGHHH!
I'm gonna go try again to barge in. I don't even know if he's going to be in there and It was help IMMENSELY if I could remember this fatasses name. ARRRRRGGGHHH!