Attention whore!

     STOP SPAMMING MY EFFKING C-BOX YOU, YOU GODDAMN SON OF A... You know what, I'm not even going to degrade female dogs by relating you to them. God must have a sense of humour when he created you losers.... Idiots, get a life! If you don't know how or where to get it, for heaven's sake, google it! God, such low lives...

      Meanwhile, my life's going nowhere. This is what you get when you aim super high, to the point of being, dare I say it? UNREALISTIC. Nerd, I know you're just saying I can cause I'm your friend bah kan?! This is effed up, I can't wait for 9th of December, FREEDOM!!!!

     Why must life be so hard? Sometimes right, I wish my life is a musical. I wish I could just start singing for no reason whatsoever and then random strangers would just bust out in synchronized dance moves all around me.

     And last week, good Lord, was the Day Of Stupidity.

Mirabel here was stalked.

By a bunch of stupid fucks.(i know it's swearing, i'll ask for forgiveness later)

It started out like this. I went out to buy books for, well, studying. Like hell I'm going to succumb to being a mediocre student. Anyway, I digress.

      So,  I went to Eatons, and as I was entering the store, there was a group of four guys, in their twenties hanging about near the store but I couldn't really give a damn.

I am after all a woman on a mission.

I think I spent over an hour in the store looking over the books to

a) increase my brain level

b) with really good answer schemes (so I can, you know, 'refer')

c) within the budget or my dad will turn homicidal.



     Finally, I settled on a few books from obscure but awesome publishers cause, I just don't like the idea of having the same books as other people. I have standards. And best part is, its only within the budget because there were discounts. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I'm gonna read and do the exercises and feel...smarter.


      So after keeping the shop assistants busy for over an hour and damn happy with my selection I decided to do some window fiction books shopping.  Its when I was browsing some fantasy books that I noticed that there were two of the guys in the near me. There was nothing peculiar over two guys browsing for books. What's peculiar was that they were in front of the section where they were selling historical romance novels. And when I was looking, they both were sooooo into searching for a book.


Okay, two gay dudes who probably enjoy reading historical romance to each other and anal sex.


Yeah, okay. I'm down with that.


Then I left and check out jewelery boxes in Daiso and the two guys are still there. This time looking at vases. Glass vases with intricate flowery designs.


Okay, so on top of reading historical romance to each other and anal sex, they probably also playing house together.



Yeah, okay. I'm down with that.



Then it all finally clicks when the I was in Watson's looking at sanitary pads and guess who were looking at pads too? Uh huh....yeah. Doesn't seem so gay now and I feel stupid as fuck (Yes, I'll ask for forgiveness for that too). Then one of the guys smiled at me and asked what my name is. That's right huney, make your move by the sanitary pads. In a drugstore.


Classy.



      I smiled to be polite and then walked away. They followed me around and then tried to made contact by sanitary pads. Like hello? I don't come near at all to being as hot as Scarlett Johansson or ever been the pretties girl in the room but I do need someone with a minute level of brain functionality. Clearly they don't have this. Plus, they were pilaks. I won't go near a pilak even with a 40 feet pole.


So that concluded my day in stupidity. Wasn't the first time I was stalked by pilaks though. Pilaks like to stalk women apparently. God...when is there going to be a law that legalize people to shoot pilaks on sight? Oh wait was that too harsh?














Its supposed to be.



:p