Nutcase
June 20, 2008 I think I'm paranoid and complicated, Friday I'm in love 5 CommentsI’m afraid of bees. I’ve never been stung by one and I don’t intend for that to happen. So every time I see a bee come near me I kind of panic and I run. Anyways, I was waiting for the green light when I heard this buuuuzzz near my ear and felt something inside my hair. Man, I freaked out! I started to shake my head frenetically and to run my fingers through my hair. Of course, I was mumbling something about “bloody bee, leave me the fuck alone”. What can I say? The people who were there looked at me as I was some kind of a nutcase. Good part: the bee didn’t sting me.
Then, on the tube back home, I saw an itsy bitsy spider on my book and I couldn’t kill it - it seemed way too small and harmless. So I let it get on my finger and tried putting it on my bag, but it wouldn’t listen! So it went from my book to my finger, back and forth. I kind of liked it. Even tried talking to it: “Hello, little one. What are you doing here? Don’t be scared, you can stay on my bag! Just go on my bag.” It was a stubborn one! Well, it ignored me, but the other people were, again, looking at me like I was a nutcase.
I’m not a nutcase! I just express myself.












