Tuesday, April 30, 2013
It Was Rainy Day and My Hair Was all Wet.
It Was Rainy Day and My Hair Was all Wet.
I Was Driving my bike from my old landlord.
Quite a nice guy, from Bangladesh I believe.
Always so calmed and relaxed.
My same age as well.
He was Helping Me Move to My New apartment,
He needed the place back since his sister and her husband are moving there.
The Apartment that I was subletting was in a community house building.
He helped me move which was nice of him.
I asked him how he was while he was driving a van with all my life crammed in there.
He said that he wasn't doing that well.
He said that he just came back from His Psychiatrist.
He told me that he was stuck with a sudden shock of depression out of the blue for no reason.
He was engaged but couldn't deal with the pressure so he lost his to be wife.
He decided he could not deal with the pressure of his mental state.
He has a lot of money, he has around 5 houses that he rents so he doesn't even need to work.
C'est la vie.
It was an interesting place to Live.
There was a lot of crack heads around,
I almost got stabbed a couple of times.
Crack heads are so unreliable.
They will lie easily, but their lies are dumb so you have to be very naive or too fucked up to shallow such stupid things.
I was very naive.
Once they fuck you over somehow and you tell them: Hey fuck you
They'll get the olfa knife.
Since i'm poor I never got scammed for more than 10 bucks.
I could have easily broken their hand a couple of times while they dig for the knife on their knees on the floor.
But ten bucks it's not worth too much drama.
A couple of life lessons.
Never buy drugs from girls if they are pretty, You'll get easily mobbed at any point.
Never buy after 6 unless you know the person.
Don't buy shit from guys that look to be in a group.
Well not really from anyone after 6.
When they are on crack they tend to hang alone. They will always carry a knife.
"My buddy is right there"
thats a lie.
Never pay before.
Always inspect the stuff before if you are buying weed.
These guys are so dumb they don't even put it in realistic gram bags.
They will be stupid enough to put in in a wrapped dollar store plastic bag.
I'm just saying since I was naive enough a couple of times to pay first.
Then you get 5 crack heads pushing you, Or a hot cracked woman screaming rape. Or a random dude with a knife.
Sometimes its just a very big dude, No need for a knife, Their mass is enough to treat you like a stick figure.
Or at least me since I'm a bit skinny.
And I'm not as masculine looking as lets say Mr T.
There were ambulances outside of my building in my building all the time.
Sometimes blood.
Most of the times it was brown already.
If there is a stabbing the building won't clean it right away.
They would wait for the superintendent's shift next morning.
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I moved to my new place. The landlord though I was gay.
He tried hitting on me.
I told him how much I love Madonna. I said that her new record MDNA was great.
I said that Justin Timberlake had a great voice.
And That S Club 7 should reunite.
( I know that they are called S Club 3 or something like that now. I hate myself for knowing that, they are fat and old)
As always when they say That I look like Adam Lambert I loose my Shit.
Referencing shit sucks isn't it? Someone reading this in 5 years won't know what the hell I'm talking about....
Ps Rainbows and Cindy Lauper my beloved Rainbows.
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