Friday, August 15, 2008

Entry #6

Yesterday I worked at Abercombie & Fitch, working with a co-worker. She told me she and her boyfriend split. And then we just went on talking about relationships. Sometimes I wonder why my friends, well just a few of them insist that I go and find myself a boyfriend. A person's love other than your family is very different and almost even more comforting than family. Yet there are issues...like tons of issues following it: outsiders, jealousy, fights, and friends. I really don't think I'm suitable to date at this age. I'm not free, I can't be like "hey dad, I won't be home for dinner because I'm hanging out with my boyfriend", the only thing I'll hear from my dad would be, "You're just like your mother, boyfriend at a young age, only asking for trouble". (shake head)

Anyway next subject, on my way home on the subway these two kids were fooling around playing something like arm wrestle and the worst part is the little boy hooked his umbrella on the railing so if he slips he'll hit me. I gave them a few minutes and see if they finally notice that we are in a crowded subway and that they will end up hurting someone. But they didn't stop so I said, "Excuse me you're going to end up hitting me if you continue to play". Then I continue on reading. I mean seriously...where are their parents? Whats the point of having parents when they don't do shit about their kids other than pampering them?

Anyway I'm going to hang out with some of my friends again; leaving in a few minutes.

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