Oaf

Was struck on the head by the umbrella of a clumsy oaf on the bus. It just occurred on bus service 151, right outside the side gate of the boy's school. It was utterly embarrasing. Not because I was smacked on the head by a kid, but because I swore some real colourful language. The bus was full of people, and I was in my school uniform. Until now, I am still dreading the moment where the MOP aka member of public complains. Urgh. The horror. Loads of people have told me that I look like an absolutely adorable dolly... right up to the moment I open my mouth. yeah, I get it, I'm a cynical, sadistic, violent old woman stuck in an 18 year old body. Right.



Anyway, back to what happened, the kid, cause he's definitely younger than me, struck me on the head with his black umbrella, I have absolutely why he was holding an umbrella in his hand given the striking absence of rain. Maybe he wanted to morph into Umbrella Man or something. Still. Urgh.



Interestingly, I have not much to say today. The boarding house is awfully quiet. I'm in a state of, I know it sounds absolutely hilarious, but I'm in a state of Zen. Right. Just waiting for disaster to befall...



Shall squirm under a rock...




" Shepherd's pie isn't made of shepherds.Unfortunately."