information connections journal
5:48 PM | 4/10/2006
mondays suck

Emily;

hehe people are funny.
Wanna know what happened on the train ride home today? It was kinda strange, but I feel like recording it in writing. I don't want to forget.

There was this dude sitting a few seats away from me. Older, scary-looking and owned a permanent frown. Gosh, I seriously sat there thinking "wouldn't be surprising if he was a murderer". Anyway, a few stations after, these girls from Regents Park streamed on. Man, could those girls talk. Talk about school, about boys, about what some woman outside is wearing ... and everyone could hear every single word. The whole time, scary dude is just sitting there and his lip starts twitching.
He looked like he was, at ANY moment, going to whip and sword out and start waving it around.

After a few other stations, this old man comes up to him and turns the train chair over. The scary dude had his feet on that chair. And without no concern whatsoever, this old dude just turns it over while his feet are still on it. By now, the scary dude's lip is twitching more than ever.
So what does he do? He puts his feet up. Right next to the old man's head. The old man rolls his eyes and kinda scoffs. Next would be the spitting out of foul words, whereafter I got off the train.

=) What a pointless story.
Mondays suck.



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