Today, I was in the metro with TONS of bags. I'm talking about a 1234567890 pound bookbag (complete with computer and psychology brick/book) a big bag of clothing and my always-oh-so-filled-up purse. I was heading home, not feeling so well. It was PACKED in the metro. No room to breathe. But HALLELUJAH to my supreme joy, there was free seat. It was a window seat, and a lady was sitting in the aisle seat, blocking the way. So I came struggling over, asked her nicely if she could move over so I could sit, and the giant MITTEN of a woman (I say mitten because her hair was strangely in the shape of a mitten, you know the ones with a thumb but no fingers.) scootes her legs over to the left, expecting me to friggen climb over her giant clammy looking legs to get to the window seat. At this point, I wasn't laughing at the mitten hair. I was cursing it. DAMN PIECE OF KNITTED WINTER WEAR. By the time I had struggled over her and sat down with my oodles of bags, it was my stop. GODDAMN. I was angry. I don't understand people who try to complicate everybody elses life. Seriously.
Imagine this less coloured and with a woman underneath.
Another thing about people in the metro that makes me wonder, is the people that wear sunglasses. Let's, just for fun, name of the list of words that describe the metro:
- sombre.
- humid.
- eerie.
- UNDER FRIGGEN GROUND
- DARK
- NOT VERY GOOD LIGHTING.
Anyways, there is no reason why anyone would need to wear sunglasses in the metro. Save yourself the trouble of bumping into walls and falling down stairs. Take 'em off.
Anyways, that's all for my metro rants.
OBAAAMAAAAA WOOONNNNNNNN
BAMALABAM OBAMA !
It's about time the States got a decent president. What I don't understand, is how the SAME population that voted for Barack this time, voted for Bush. TWICE. I guess they needed change. WELL THEY DEFINATLY GOT IT.
It's still sinking in. Wow.
In other news, WATCH THIS MOVIE.
It's about a young Ethiopan who pretends to be a jew so that he can be taken to Isreal and saved from his refugee camp in Soudan where everyone was dropping like flies. He moves to Isreal and is adopted by a jewish family. He struggles with his identity and culture schock and vows to return to his mother in Soudan.
This movie was indredible. 10 out of 10. BY FAR. COUP DE COEUR.
That's all for nooowwww :)
xox
5 comments:
hahaha haha haha ha DAMN PIECE OF KNITTED WINTER WEAR
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA So I read this in class, and almost died. It's actually one of the funniest things i've ever read. Thank you so much for being funny! I <3 you!!!
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Regardless of the subject, because I am not speaking English
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That's quite a funny story, but I'm assuming somewhere in that story time was forwarded. :P
The guys have sunglasses so that they can stare at the girls without being called a pervert. lol
sunglasses under ground.....they must be high!
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