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No. 1245
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It was 12AM. I stayed back to help a friend complete his thermodynamics assignment and the faggot was so stupid I gave up. That is the last time I do work with bloody Tolstoy Chen!
I was stuck on the campus with no transport because it was so late, but I got lucky, and managed to get on the nightbus which was heading to Central. I was used to seeing Central crowded, so seeing it completely abandoned and empty felt eerie. It was cold. A dew drop quivered from the tip of my nose and I was reminded of those pansy schoolboys I saw at the private all boy’s school.
On the walkup to the stairs, I saw The Curry Alien. He had a head shaped like a bulb with a :3 face, except some vicious teeth protruded from his disfigured mouth. He couldn’t have been taller than me knees. He followed me around and kept saying ‘Udon’. After a few or so ‘Udon’s I thought “Now that you mention it, I am pretty hungry”. I guess when I’m working I don’t know my own hunger. But when I got to the fucking Chinese noodles store, it was closed. I felt frustrated and betrayed, so I bought a vegetable pasty from the 7/11 and the man behind the counter was kind enough to give me free sauce.
Curry Alien was visibly pissed at me, he was so pissed I swear he could’ve turned super saiyan. And he did. Curry Alien turned super saiyan right before my very own fucking eyes and threatened to swap my left and right kneecaps me if I didn’t buy udon the next time I was alone and stuck at a train station.
Anyway, to finish off my story of my trip, on the platform while I was waiting for the train there was this tall, big old white man, wearing a suit and tie. He was 45 or so, standing at the edge of the platform.
He was just standing there, furiously doing that ‘roly-poly’ motion with his arms. Just doing the roly-poly, his back arched slightly backwards as if he was locked in an epic and intense life-or-death battle.
The thing was, he just looked so fucking PROUD! His face was absolutely BEAMING as if to say “Hey everyone!! Look at me! Look at how WELL I can do this shit!!”
I laughed, but I also felt a little jealous and sad inside that I’d never experience the same naive, unadulterated happiness as that man.
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