Okay, so I wasn’t going to blog until I’ve finished all the work that there is during this hell week in uni. But one brilliant genius today, really got my nerves into writing this post.
I was walking home from a fairly average day from uni; the wind was gusty and the leaves rustled. Not too bad of a day. Until a wanna be thrasher kid got all aggressive just because he caught me glancing an eye on them while they we’re skateboarding. They we’re failing at it. But I wasn’t too rude as to laugh at them or give any mischievous look whatsoever so I really have no idea as to why this punk snapped at me.
A**hole: Hey! What you looking at for?!What’s your problem?!
Me: *removes earphones* Nothing mann. What’s your deal?!
A**hole: What you lookin at us for?! You wanna be dead right now?
Me: Psh. Forget you, mong. *Walks away*
*Glares at me until reaching home*
Although, I have no clue on whoever this guy may be. I am no way hesitating on dubbing him a prime
a**hole. Because he is. Now, this guy might be 15-16 years old. But to think he has the least bit sense to think with his balls is downright dumbfounding in my perspective. He’s trying embrace the rebel culture of skater society. Fine. But if you want to have a logical reason as to pick a fight with someone. Well, at least have enough thought in your witless skull that you are outdoors and you are completely visible all around. So unless, I’m blind. Do not ask me as to why I’m looking at you.
One more thing. Thank all that is good and heavenly that I practice the art pacifism or God forbid I would’ve planted one on him square in the face. I won’t even care if he threatened my life for it. And the fact that he did really proves how this guy’s
crotch is working his cranium.
Oh my days.
Ruined my whole day.
SONGOFTHEMOMENT: Bonfire by Childish Gambino