Everyone are so fucking wasted and I always bump in to some fucker from highschool that used to hate me (and I still hate
him) and he starts talking about shit I couldn't care less about, like how he stole and crashed his mums car or some other extremely irrelevant and personal story that he should tell to his fucking shrink, not a stranger on the bus. Just leave me alone. I fucking hate the burbs...
...And the story continues (as you all must've hoped yay!) with the same guy coming up to me a second time with his girlfriend beside him, telling me all about how girls are virtually worthless and basically just in the way. His white-trash girlfriend didn't look too happy. And he asked med what kind of music I listen to. "Hardcore... Hip Hop and Hardcore", I answered him. Apparently he likes everything between Elvis and AC/DC. I just wanna wash my right hand because I shook his hand one time too many.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
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