thou shalt not judge
so this fellow i met once or twice in high school via friend of a friend of a friend. One of those fellows in the "popular" crowd. Now that i think about it, i think a lot of the popular kids are popular to compensate for their stupidity. oh god. i think my tolerance level for tools are drying up at an alarming rate. Though however annoying they might be, i try to be polite anyway because that's simply how i'm brought up. So it's hard for me to turn anyone away unless they get vulgar and violent.
In retrospect, maybe i shouldn't have been so judgemental and critical just based on their writing/ conversational skills. I am ashamed :( Who knows, perhaps under that dumb hardcore drinking sporty jock of an exterior, is a gooey oogey sweet personality with a few ounces of intelligence. It's not their fault how they're raised or what sort of environment they put themselves into. most of the time.
So my conversation with him on myspace went like so:
zack: where you at
me: across the atlantic
zack: where at. lol im not a stocker hun.
and so it goes on for ages till i got impatient and pretty much ignored him tilll he said.
zack: sorry i was just making conversation lol sorry so what are you doing today
Me: in that case, can we speed up the process to the part where the
conversatio'sn actually interesting
Zack: dang its like that so what do you do for fun any sports anything interesting.
Me: oh loads of things. like reading, your mom, shopping, eating brains, surfing.. you know the usual.
Zack: oh you surf. what an attractive trat. who is teaching you
me: your mom
Zack: youre a freagin jerk girl
me: gosh where's your sense of humour
Zack: well come back to the state ill show you how much i have a since of humor lol'
me: yes and maybe by then, you'll learn how to spell "sense" and "stalker"
Zack: dang i did'nt now i was in english class
me: and i didn't know i was talking to an idiot