OK, this is one of the weirdest things in recent memory.
I was at my friend's house and on my walk home some guy asked me where 12th was. That's not the weird part. He realised he was parked in the direction of my house, so walked with me for a few blocks. In that time, he informed me I was "pretty hot" and wondered if we could hook up sometime, being summer and all. (Apparently, because it's the summer, I should want to fuck everyone I see on the street. I was not aware.)
Honestly, I couldn't stop laughing. I don't think I've ever been accused of being hot. And the last time someone suggested hooking up on the street was the guy I met on the bus during a Skytrain disaster, who kept petting my hair and telling me how straight my teeth were, as though that were the way to my bed.
The boys (well, boy singular) I want to make-out with aren't (isn't) interested, but random freaks on the street are. I don't get it.
Currently listening :
Cross
By Justice
Release date: 10 July, 2007
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