my life goes running in opposite directions.
goodbye almond eyes.
im standing behind the counter of my uncles shop, using the computer. people that come in start staring at me, just expecting me to whizz around and say, "May I Help You?". i think not. i just let my uncles do all the work. sounds good to me. theres this dude in here now, buying ciggies(cigarettes) of some sort. he has all the "im-a-smoker" qualities. raspy voice, sratchy skin, horrible cough. and not that i can smell him, or have smelt him, from all the way over here, i know that he probably smells like ciggs too. not that thats a problem for me, seeing as i rather enjoy the smell of cigarettes. okay, ive had the call for dinner. im gonna save this and come back later to continue. can you tell im in a bit of a writing mood today?
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back, and this time im chewing gum. arent you jealous? yeah, i thought so. im attempting to fend off prying eyes as i sit here, no longer behind the counter having warrnie people stare at me, but out with the other three computers that can be used by any customers. so, whilst throwing death glares at people who stare at the screen, trying to read this shit, im-OWIE I JUST BIT MY TOUNGE. F*** OWWWWW. im extremely pissed off now. god damn. my poor little tounge.
what shall i do tomorrow...perhaps go to the beach? cruise around for hot warrnie guys? oh the endless possibilities. of fun&joy.
yes, ive lost my thoughts. ill write again whenever i feel loose.
