Definitely my favorite. she may sound like a stoner, but that's ok, because i can relate with her. too bad i'm not half African American. i can't even believe that. she is most definitely very beautiful though. Kathleen definitely made me laugh. she's so clueless.. i guess i could relate to her as well. 
anyways, today i went to Fresh Start and after that, i went to Music World by myself and looked at some CDs, and then i sat on a bench outside Future Shop and sat there for about twenty minutes and i had a moment. i was listening to Land of the Loops (love them), i had my jacket all zipped up, my glasses on and the headache that comes with wearing my glasses, i had my binder on my lap and my bag on my shoulder. and i was sitting there by myself looking at the long haired fellow by the door, with what looked like a guitar case on his back, and he most definitely had greasy hair and he looked at me once in awhile. i never maintained eye contact, of course.. i mean, it's Northgate, it's like asking to be raped or mugged or something (although it really isn't as bad as Abbotsfield..) but then i maintained eye contact and then, maybe it was the music that put me in the zone, but i actually kind of gave him a smile. and then i looked back ahead of me and stared at the "Directory" sign. and i just had a moment. and what i mean by "the moment" is when you actually realize what you're doing. i was in Northgate mall by myself listening to Land of the Loops, basking in the very white lights that almost make you dreary and drowsy, but also very much awake. people were coming in and i thought about how maybe they actually work there, and how it must feel to work at a place like Northgate, which brought me back to a guy i know who actually used to work at Northgate. of course, i thought of a whole bunch of other things.. too much to go into detail about. it's dumb how many thoughts i think about in one day. not even that.. more like in the 5 seconds upon entering a mall. or anywhere for that matter.
i don't know why whenever i type on my mom's computer, there always ends up being this huge amount of space right at the end
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