Sorry about my post about me not sleeping. nishbuk's post was probably about that. You didn't need to hear when I crap, laugh or play xbox, but hey, I was really tired and I tend to babble crap. -Note to self: try BC when really tired-
Anyway, I didn't manage 50 Hi's today. Only about 15ish. A lot of people do not make eye contact when passing you in the mall. I got some delayed Hi's but I don't care. I don't have a problem with Hi's.
Conversations 1-4:
I caught a bus on the way to the mall today. I hop on smiling -fresh from listening to the music picks recommended- and make EC with an elderly lady who gave a big smile back.
Near the middle of the bus was a HB7.5, no fashion sense of any kinda but a really REALLY cute face! She was decked out in flair jeans and a 'madman' sweater. I seat myself 3 seats back on the other side. I think to myself I don't see myself dating her, me being punkish, her being hippy. Her hair was puffy and weird. In her hand is the book, "One flew over the Cuckoo's nest". I think of openers and sit quietly delaying it -dumb-. The bus stops and the elderly lady b4 gets off. I see a guy at the bus stop and think, "Now I'm not gonna approach her, not infront of people!!!!" But amazingly he doesn't get on. It is just us 2 on the bus now. As the bus takes off I sit directly behind her. I look at her eyes with a smile being sure if her eyes come up she will make EC. She looks at me and smiles.
C1:
Me: Don't mean to bother you but I notice you're reading "One flew over the cuckoo's nest". Is it a good book?
Her: Oh yea! I'm surprised I haven't read it b4.
Me: I haven't read it too. What is it about?
Her: A mental institution.. blah
Me: Hahaha. Is it any good?
Her: Yea I like it.
Me: I think I'ld like it too.
-3seconds silence- <-- seems forever.
Me: Is it for literature class?
Her: Yea! I've been in the class for 1 week and they give us books to read already..
Me: Where do you study?
Her: MSC.
Me: Oh yea? I was there last year! Who is your teacher?
Her: Mr. X
Me: No.. haven't heard of him b4. What other subjects are you doing there?
Her: Maths, physics and english.
Me: Who is your maths teacher?
Her: Mrs. X, she's cool. No work so far. Laughs.
Me: I had her too! Here's a tip. You can copy someone else's work if it's on the PC -blah, blah. tell her how to basically get into the system-
Her: No way!! HAhahaha, cool!
-I don't remember the rest of the convo, but it included from PC hacking to xbox and ps2 games to bonging/weed. I asked all the Qs and she then would not shut up! From here on in I remember nodding and saying "yeah". It was boring.. All these people get on and off on the way including a bunch of high school girls. She finally rang the bell and I knew I would have to try #close now! But she would not shut up!! Weed this, bong that, put weed in butter, leave it and strain it and cook with it. blahh.... The bus stops. I give her a dumbfounded look and she stands up, heads to the doorway, turns around to me and says, "Nice chatting!! Bye!". I thought, "fvck!!", but atleast it was a cute kinda bye.- The high school chicks think I'm some soughta druggie with all the loud talking about weed and stuff. HAhahahahaha, I love the attention.
Easier than I thought. Highlight of the day.
C2:
The was weird. I went to a department store looking to pick up some brand name underwear. I approached a dude who worked there and asked what dimensions in inches S, M and L meant? He dribbled crap and I immediately knew he was gay. He even kinoed me!!
I felt so dirty.. He told me to try some on over my undies and see what happens. He told me I was probably a M. I tried a M, L and XL. In the end I bought 2 XLs and told him they fitted nicely. They were hipster hugging boxer briefs. Wateva. He told me I would look better in a M. I told him I had a big bum. The tallish HB8 working there looked at me and smiled. I ECed and laughed back. I ask them what floor music was on and he replyed to me str8 away. I wished she would of said something. Fvck!
C3:
HB8.5 - I felt bulletproof now. And I had to prove my manhood! Arrg!
Can't remember much, but it was a 10min chat about Ministry of Sound: Chillout Sessions, her CD collection and the types of music she was interested in (chillout types). She offers to put it in for me to listen to. I agree, but as I say yes, I realise it would cut the convo! I listen to it for like 40 secs and say perfect! I told her I need a CD like this in my collection anyways. She laughs and says I didn't really sample it properly. Chillout songs take a while to warm up.
I could see the other HB8 clerk was totally giving me daggers. Maybe she had a weird way of initiating EC, maybe she wanted to be included in the convo. Maybe she was thinking, "Why does HB8.5 do no work and is always chatting?". I buy the CD, say thanks and she says, "I hope you enjoy listening to MoS. They are really good." A line I don't think she would say to everyone.
Oh, somewhere in our convo she said she had MoS 3 and 4. Blah. This is by far the hottest chick I've seen today.
C4:
Elderly lady. Talk for 20mins. Her business, her holidays, her daughter -who is 40-, blah, it was even more so boring than the bus convo. My ears were numbbed out somewhere during the convo.
Results:
Hi's = 15?
Convos. = 4
Boredom factor = 8.
Hahaha.. I'm listening to the MoS: Chillout Sessions now. That's probably why I can't be fukt typing properly and sharing my xp properly. Sorry. It's pretty good! Making me relaaxed and mellow. Now where's the weed?