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Sunday, February 11
STUPID QUESTIONSsometimes,it's hard not to get exasperatedread the below to get my point.auntie: ''Excuse me,are these shoes meant for walking? ''
me gives auntie this HUH look.
me: ''ya.errrr..all shoes are meant for walking.''
auntie dawns upon her silliness and produces a disturbingly
high-pitched laugh.
if i was a cheeky and well, rude lass.
i would give a smart assed retort.
''Nope,this are FLYING shoes.''
or ''Auntie,if u wear this shoe,ur breasts will not be saggy anymore!''i think i would be a very scary person if my thoughtswere to become my actions.i really dont get this.is RED such a girly color for guys?i think some parents are just plain overly-conversative.they go ''ohh,boy boy or (insert any male name here) dont choose red.is girl color!''and recently,as much i love servin families.i start to have second thoughts.sometimes they sorta quarrel and i cant go off.so i have to hear some embarrassing harsh words they throw at one another.and time really files.almost work a month at this job.yuppie.
11:45 PM
