I didn't really have a destination; it was just a casual journey with wind in my face, music in my ears, and speed at my hands. It was great.
But it didn't feel complete.
I didn't really have a destination; it was just a casual journey with wind in my face, music in my ears, and speed at my hands. It was great.
But it didn't feel complete.
"Hey duck ching-chong!" he yelled at me. He put his fingers to his eyes and pulled them into slants.
"Bonzai!" he hollered.
I stood there, motionless. He was sitting in my desk. The bell was about to ring and I didn't want to get in trouble by not being in my seat.
"Sign up today for no annual fee!" shouted the guy in front of Waldbaums. "Low APR VISA!"
I didn't give him a second glance and strode right by him.
"Excuse me sir, can you do me a favor?" said a girl inside the store. I couldn't help but give her a second (and third) glance. She was standing behind a desk full of forms.
I'm all spooked right now. My damn imagination is killing me. Don't you hate it when you have this undying urge to look behind you, yet are terrified to 'cuz you're afraid you might see something back there?