worked an 8 hour shift,
walked to my bus stop,
had a weirdie sit next to me on the bus
(he had a PIGEON in his bag and asked him if he wanted to see a pretty lady.. aka me. this was the first time i was not flattered from being called pretty),
walked the rest of the way home,
read eclipse and finished it,
i-chatted wiff cheryl,
sat in bed listening to music, pondering.
which now brings me to blogging.
"i'll always be waiting in the wings, bella."
just freaking get over it already, pun.
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