May 26, 2004 15:11
Ok, get this. I walked home yesterday from detention and, as I did before, stopped to look at the horses across the street from Indian Springs Golf Course.
Well, today, Mr. Hunt asks, "So, how are the horses doing?"
"Beg your pardon?"
"How are the horses?"
"What?"
"The ones across the street from Indian Springs."
My face went very red.
"Wasn't that you?"
"...No!" I hid my face in my arms.
So, I am convinced that he followed me. Either that or it is true about my last tarot reading -- "You have a guardian, one of who you learn great things." Although, I can't really say that the things I learn from him are all that great.
He told me before class ended that it was the way he drives home every day. He was going to beep the horn, but thought against it, and told me that I "looked very calm just looking at the horses like that."
I feel compelled to walk home again on monday, because I know I won't get my PR signed. Maybe Mr. Hunt will be a lot nicer than the multiple policemen that passed me by and give me a ride home. *shrug*
In case you didn't know, I like Mr. Hunt.
Quote, "EW! OLDER MEN! *vomit*"
~.kei.~