so i had my last day of "class" today. went to school but didn't go to any classes... out of the 3 one was cancelled and the other 2 well... i was playing street fighter or smash bros brawl with the #1 brawl player in calgary. not only that $2 breakfast at the eaglesomething casino! it's win.
edit*** so i finally remembered what i wanted to write here, i'm a horrible person.
i was walking down a handicapped ramp connected to the local church. as always these punk ass kids were trying to show off to each other on their skateboards and as always none of them were wearing any safety gear (or jackets/hoodies for that matter, and were obviously cold) atleast a helmet would make you feel a bit safer right? OR pulling up you pants far enough up so that you don't have to walk like a total douche bag. ANYWAYS that little voice in the back of head turned on and said "wouldn't it be funny if he fell on his face?" i snicker to myself and walk pass them. just as i'm about to turn the corner i hear from behind me *CRASH* and "OHHH UHHH" i turn to see and there's the punk ass kid lyeing face down in the pavement holding his arm crying. So what do i do? laugh and walk off... now that i look back on it i really should have done something. Maybe the kid had a concussion? maybe he was dead? maybe he hurt his spine/neck and his other dumb punk ass kids thought it'd be a good idea to move him a lot? i don't know. but i do know that i'm horrible person because of it...
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