I mean seriously Im walking through campus today when some random chick yells from behind at me. Of course she had to yell “Hey you!” about 6 times before I even thought to look behind me. So I turn around acknowledge her and she proceeds to ask em if I konw where to get a hold of some illicit substances. I say no, because I don’t at the moment and who the fuck is she?!? I didn’t know her from jack shit and the same for her, I mean whot convinced her she could yell at me and then ask about illegal activities. Sure I dress kind of like a raver, but I’ve been outta tha scene so long I probably don’t have much of a clue anymore. This happened the other day as well, what is it? Do I have a drug vibe or face?!? Maybe I should stop wearing my visors, hrm…then again I think I can handle the freaqs that come out. Ohhhhhh and yesterday this random chick sits next to me on the bus and starts babbling about herself, including sexual preference, positions and my relationship status. Right, flattered I may be, but easy Im not!(NO! No comments from the peanut gallery! Yeah you know who you are!) Yep definitely have a sign, if your a freaq talk to me and ask me about my private life, I’ll share I promise. *gag*