So, today started out pretty ok. Bobbi wanted the potty around 6.30 and woke me up.

Later on, me and had decided to go to town today. Just fix some stuff at the bank… etc.
Dad drove us there, we got to the bank and had a lovely number of 42 people in the que ahead of us. Played some FFTA.
Later on, I skipped like a girl to the hobby store we got here. They sell car models and assembly kits and what not. I got some nice gun metal paint for my in-near-future project. Bounced to Smedjan and painfully got Heroes of Mana for 250kr at Game. I’ve really been wanting that game… but I felt it take in my poor economy. 
I went to the only real art store in town, and bought myself a HUGE (10 differenttypes and sizes!)  pack of model painting -worth paintburhses for 68kr. They seem nice enough and are seemingly ok for oilbased paint.
After some time we found our way to GameStop where I wanted to check if Måns was working. He wasn’t. Instead we more or less invited Malin to go see AvP2 at Saturday with us. After that my sister started preeching about Tranformers like there’s no tomorrow. As much as I LOVE talking about TF my sister leaves no space for me to add anything. So after a while I got pretty BAH and reminded her that her friends had been waiting for her at TakeAway for 1½ hours.

After a while we did get to TakeAway where my sister’s 14-ish gang were talking about Japan like fangirls. Seeing my sister wave her arms around, dropping crunches of her bakery at my leg all the time + listening to my almost 30 -year old sister talk to these 17 year old girls who apperantly belive they are SOMTHING- was kind of disturbing.  After 1 hour, or it could have been forever, I gave up. The chocolate bakery I had eaten made me feel sick as it was. And the whole chatterbox mood gave me a headache. Ok sure. I am miss grumpy around these kind of conversations… specially were I have nothing to add.  So I asked sis how long she was staying… and beeing retarded as she is, she intended to sit in there for ATLEAST another hour. I politely said my goodbyes and fled into the nice chilly air.

So, I went aroud and poked about for a while before I went to the central bus stop. A fatal mistake.
There’s moments in my life were I curse my over-politeness. And this was to become one of those moments.

There, waiting for the same bus as me, was one of the most annoying thing to me; ever. I don’t mean Crazy Frog annoying (I sorta like that song anyway).

Now for a fast recap. There’s this man. Cleary 30+ always in a sorta unshaved apperantly and smell like filth if you got my sort sensitive nose. Now,  he’s not any man. He’s the type whom speak very very poor english. My mistake in this whole mess is that I intended to help him at Bikupan (2ndhands store) one day Last summer. After a while I realized this man was very confused, and his english didn’t make anything better, really.  So anyway. All off sudden, fall 2007, I started to run into him here and there. He’d always be very ‘talk’ willing.  I’m not a talkactive person with people I don’t know, nor don’t wish to know. But he never leaves me alone once he sets sight on me. My annoyance grew bigger as he started to take the same bus as me, from the stop were I get on, leaving home, every Friday. And he sat down right next to me, trying to talk. If you know me, I don’t even talk to my friends on busses or in cars. I absolutely DON’T feel like talking to a stranger I’ve taken a dissliking to. This of course led to me, stop taking the only bus that would make sure I got to my class in time on Fridays.

I told some classmates about him, and 2 of them recongnized him. One said he used to come into her shop, sit down at the staircase and start to whine about how poor he was. And he’d reek of booze. The other asked me if he’s the one who always looks so ‘confused’. It’s true. He always STARE. I hate people who stare at you. REALLY DO!

So what does this little story have to do with today? Well for one. I can’t /IGNORE people in their face. I try to slither out of conversations in a most polite manners. Which means I am still having a conversation with them, before I run away.
And today, as I explained, he sat there waiting for my bus. He started to ask if I was going to see friends today, etc etc. (earlier he’s asked me out for coffey, fear my slither out madskillz, I say!) He also asked if I was going on the same bus. Since he allready know I live at Hertsön, I politely said I most likely was. After some hassle I told him I had to make some appointments first, so instead of taking the planned bus, I went to the LLT store to check my current bus card deposit. After that I went out, saw the bus I was supposed to take. And who was sitting right there as if waiting for me? Exactly. I hurried past the street and decided to take the next bus from another location. In a hurried way I got there on time. I hoped for 2 things; 1) Lots of people to hide behind 2) a back entrance incase I’d have to slip out from the bus; should he step on it.
Luckily I got a good position behind two big guys… we came to the central bus stop and there he was. Prolly WTF why I hadn’t come back for the other bus.  Lucky for me the two big guys stayed on the bus, and I actually HID behind them. I was praying for dear life he wouldn’t move more back and notice me. He didn’t.
That entire busride was the busride from hell. I was sitting on needles. Jumpy as fk.
Knowing he’d be going off at the same bustop I hoped that he wouldn’t notice me before Hertsö centrum. A busstop which is 2km from mine. I rather walk than going off at the same as him, and if he noticed me he might get where I live missdirected.
He didn’t notice me, and I got off at Hertsö centrum. He prolly saw me there thou because he sat facing my direction.

So there I was, walking home in the cold with a headache and stomach pains.
This has gotten quite out of the line. I need to do something about it because I don’t really want to hide around whenever I see him. It’s worse that he’s been going around telling me I’d make a good Girlfriend to him…