i love public transport

i take back what i said about strangers. strangers CAN be nice. very nice. extremely nice. not to mention compassionate. and kind. and well, you get the idea.

today...

a man asked me if i was okay.

a woman offered me her coke (cola).

her friend offered tissues.

a baby offered me a single toothed smile.

another man gave me a thumbs up, "things will be okay."

his companion offered more friendly and encouraging smiles.

an elderly man handed me a card for a church, "don't hesitate to ask for help. god bless you."

but really, all the help i needed had been already been offered to me.

thank you, strangers.

don't talk to strangers

you can call me naive, but that's probably considered the nicer way of putting it. i still can't believe these things actually occur in real life. it always seemed like such a cliched scene from a book or movie. but then again, most fiction is based off reality isn't it?

it feels like reality has slapped me across the face and told me to get real.

well, advice heard and taken, reality.










she gingerly slid the book back in to place amongst the others, before gleefully pulling out the next volume in the series. this had been a long awaited moment. she fingered the paper edges slowly, taking the time to admire the pleasing cover art before opening to allow herself to be immersed in to the plot.

a figure approached,"excuse me" it said.

she looked up.

it smiled, "i'm not very familiar with this genre." and gestured towards the stoic shelves filled with gratifying manga. "any reccomendations?"

reccomendations? she lifted the book she had been engrossed in before it's interruptive appearance. "this is my favourite."

all it took was one response.

immediately it evolved into a monster. an intimidating monster with the capabilities to release infinite amounts of venom concieved from descriptions, exclamations and questions. constantly words were being thrown. all serving the purpose of prying further responses from her.

after an excessive amount of unnecessary one-sided conversation, it paused to catch it's breathe for a brief moment before continuing, "i know this nice dessert place near wynyard. i've been meaning to try it for ages now but haven't had the chance to go. would you care to join me?"

"sorry, my friends are waiting for me."

"well if we sneak out now, they'll never know. how about it?"

"no thank you."

"how about tomorrow? can i count on seeing you there at three?"

"i'm busy tomorrow."

"how about thursday?"

"sorry."

"oh... well, it was nice meeting you."

...and the monster hesitantly retreated.

she released a breathe she had not realised she had been holding in. she stared at it's retreating back, fearful it would change it's mind and return. it did not.

then after a moment of hesitation,

she promptly, fled.

secretly...

i get extremely nervous when i meet new people. i mean like, a whole group of new people.

or.. you know.. a whole group of old people who have forgotten who i am because i was always so quiet and non-existant in class.

and to top it all off, i have to wear heels and the weather will be fuhreakinggg hot. #(%*(#% !

i'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale

i feel inclined to blog because today is friday the 13th. nothing had has happened so far, well besides waking at at 1.30 and eating a shit load of chicken nuggets. so much for being healthyyyy.

i finally finally finallyyyyy finished the princess diaries series. HAHA, laugh if you want but i think meg cabot is my hero and mia thermopolis is my best friend. the 10th book has been released for ageesssss but i never realised cause i haven't been following since i stopped my weekly trips to the library after i started uni.

so i was at borders yesterday to see if they had inuyasha 40 (to my disappointment, they didn't. YOU ARE BEHIND, BORDERS). instead i wandered off to the kids section and i saw all these books i use to love. (captain underpants, anyone?) either way, totally reminded me of TPD, so i just had to go and find it. it was in the 'young adult' section and i got hooked the moment i picked it up.

you might think my attatchment to TPD is silly, but it was like THE book when i first entered high school.

high school was pretty lame for me. i spent most of seventh, eighth and ninth grade lunchs cooked up in the library reading. why? cause i'm gay LOL.

either way, TPD is the book(s) that have been with me allllll through highschool. the book progressed with me, we grew together. i was 12 and mia was a freshman and now i'm 18 and so is mia.

good books are ones that draw you in completely. you enter the world of the book, you relate to the characters and you feel what the protagonist feels. i read alot. but it's rare i can completely escape reality and just dive in to a book. which is why TPD is so awesome ♥ !

ahhhhh, this makes me miss highschool a little.

blue.