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I write too much don't care lalala
ok today i missed a train by a minute, so i walked around waterloo station for a while, got a huuuuge coffee, nicest one ever, and continued walking in small circles and laughing when i realised people noticed. The the train was ready so i got on. Had a missed call so called them back, managed to get out of something i really didnt want to do. Then got a call back from the person saying they were giving up. Such a relief. Just because you write a song doesnt mean the hatred for you will ever go away.
Then these "pikeys" got on the train, sat right next to me while i was on the phone so i huddled all my stuff together. They had weird accents. They kept looking at me. When i got off the phone the one next to me says "oi miss does this train go brockwood?" I said i wasnt sure and we looked at the display "yes, it does."
In the end (i write too much) we all ended up talking, (mainly because one of them made a comment about girls and aimed it at me and i laughed at him-the he said, "why are you laughing at me and etc) there was about 7 of them from "donny" "wheres that?" "doncaster you crazy bitch" They were about 17 apparently "o i thought you were all 14" and joining the army. They were really alright, it was nice to be surprised, they sounded like thugs but hated the whole pikey attitude. We all laughed a bit, talked, didnt find out each others names and then they said bye as they got off the train.
Alright day at uni i guess, back on the train...got to London Bridge where before a guy walked down and said his monologue for money... i was behind him and no one looked up when he talked, i wish i had had food to give him. I felt annoyed because i wasnt going to give him money, he was shaking so bad and i didnt want him to buy drugs if thats what he was on. But then as he was about to walk off sooo many people gave him money. I actually felt happy, these hard suits smiling at him only when he made eye contact. So i got off at LB and so did he and i stared at him til i couldnt see him. Then i ran for a train to Hither Green and NO ONE would move down the carriage and there was one man, soo funny who had a huge box on wheels and i cant remember the word he used but he was trying to get on a really crowded part and shouted out "is there any room for a little one and his little *insert what ever it was here*" It was the first time i heard alot of people laugh on a platform at one moment, it was really nice. But then i decided to be bitter and i looked at one man down the train who wouldnt move down, so i stared at him from the raining platform til he looked up and then i smiled, he took out his ear phones and smiled and looked as if he was about to say something, and i mouthed "next time dont be a selfish dick" and smiled.

good day i guess.