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2002-06-05 19:09:03 ET At midday I got pissed off because I wanted to recharge two rechargeable batteries but I bought the wrong accessories, fuck! And when I’m angry I’m not aggressive as I used to be, I’m more apathetic about things. Then, I took the bus and the angry mood became a sad one, you know, due to thinking how clumsy I am about putting attention to something, and there, in the bus, I saw this very pretty baby girl whom stared at me for a few seconds, and how I live babies. This one was very strange from others I’ve seen. This one didn’t seem truly happy and smiley like the most, but it didn’t look sad either. This one looked like wanderer baby. Pretty strange, huh? Even though she did smile sometimes, she just looked like wandering something, she didn’t have a point clear to look at, she looked very thoughtful, and I guess that was what made me feel wanderer too. I love babies; I don’t know why since I was kid I liked babies, oh tidy smiling angels. Some dudes have told me that I’m strange because of that, because it has been more natural for a girl to have a maternal feeling to babies, but me, as a man, I don’t exactly feel a paternal feeling for babies, it’s just that I like them very much. That and so was what I was thinking this day, which made me think in many other things, yes, I digress too much sometimes, so I started thinking how fucked up I am, how I think a have no real friends, though the ones I really care I try to be friendly but sometimes it results that I’m more un-friend-able. For now I’ll just keep wondering if I’ll ever get a warm hug when I need it. |
