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Every event in this journal thus far have been fictional role playing of my character. This entry, however, contains actual events of my day. Now with all said and done, one final statement before I go onward.
I am forever cursed as I scream in agony for the girls that seem attacted to me are jail bait!
My day started the same as any other day. I woke up at 6:30 am to prepare for school (college). School let out at the usual 9:50 am, my mom picked up up and we when to a high school where she sponcored the dance team. A little after 12 am, I'm brought home, check Gaia for anything knew and and went off to play Ragnarok for about two hours. Soon after, I headed off to the mall, and this is where things got very eventful-yet sad for me. I did my usual, avoided Hot Topics in fear that I might spend my whole paycheck, darted of for some Chinese food and spent my usual two bucks to play DDR four times. Bored with that, I lost two more dollars getting my a** kicked by the local arcade players in SNK vs Capcom 2. Wandering off from the arcade, I went off to Suncoast to check out their manga collection when I came across a black female. She too was checking out the manga... and apparrently myself.
After a few minutes of silence, opprotunity knocked at my door as something about Samurai Champloo appeared on the tv screen above us, thus I went to talk about how I've seen all twenty-six episodes and we started to dicuss about different anime and other stuff. Bout twenty minutes in, one of my friends show up, we all talked but after a while it was time for her to go, so before she had to chance to walk away, I quickly opted for her name which I didn't ask before. Jasmine, that was her name. Ok, by now, I noticed the age difference between us. I'm just turned nineteen a week ago and she looked as if she was sixteen... hell maybe fifteen or seventeen, but whatever the case maybe, I can't go messing around with girls still in high school. x_x I jokingly asked for her phone number but quickly told her that our meeting was the first and probably the last, but in all seriousness, she gave it to me.
SCORE!... well it would have been if she was over seventeen. I never asked for her age becuase it didn't matter. Friends we can be, but nothing more. I can't let myself get stupid.
So sortly after, my friend and I make our way down to the first floor of the mall and just as I made my way off the escalator I heard something being said about me. "Oh, he's hawt!" (Hot for all you kiddos that don't know.) My friend pointed out that she was obviously talking about me and he left me to abrutly to go speak with her. First problem about this was the fact that she was with her -=Gasp=- mom, though she agreed with her daughter. So I approached them, and I can't remember for the life of me what her name was. The girl asked for my name, and sadly I had to tell them nineteen, and she and her mom both replyed that she was fifteen. Damn, so much jail bait. To make it worse, her mom works at a male prison. -=Gasp=- Yeah, my day just go better. -=Sarcastic look.=-
Her mom was pretty okay with the fact that I just didn't leave once I knew her age, infact we had a nice little conversation about myself as to what I was doing and had planned ahead for my life. Got along very nicely. Oh yes, the difference between her and the Jasmine was the fact that she was white. I don't discriminate, I mess with those of all races.
After that point, I just had to leave. If anything, the only good thing I got out of being at the mall was some pocky and Star Wars: Episode III for mah X-Box. But still, I am forever cursed, for I am only, so it seems, attractive to those of a younger age. Hell, only one girl I dated was older than me, like two years older. She went crazy on me cause she thought I was cheating. The two girls I met to day were incredibly hot and were both my type... but damn... why can't I be like two or three years younger! WHY ME!!!!????? crying
 Rei Kizuhara · Sat May 28, 2005 @ 12:05am · 3 Comments |
