sunday girl

this is lame but im going to tell the story. i fall in love with every girl i meet, if i act like a jerk its me resisting being attracted to a girl.

so its sunday and 1 am at night. im standing on a streetcar platform, waiting in the cold, and a girl crosses my path. so i'm standing and i start to notice her; take in her apperance. shes has long green/blue hair, nose and lip piercing, black lipstick and eyeliner. shes wearing long vinle jacket, black top over a red top, and baggy low raver pants.
so im staring like a creep, thinking damn this is actually a cute girl. and i start to notice other bits of her. bits like the pack of maple leaf bacon sticking out of her pants pockets, and the fact that she starts to take slices of bread from her jacket pocket, eat the white center and throw the crust to the street.
it then finally hits me that, DEAR LORD, I was just crushing over a fucking street kid!!! aaaaahhhh and i play the situtation out in my head, and i start to cringe because i realize that in no reality would this EVER WORK!!!
GEoff