Bench

*munch*

The small noise of a McDonald's French fry meeting my teeth wasn't the only thing I could hear. An occasional car would drive past me, my music was here to keep me company, and I sat on a bench during an early Saturday afternoon. While it was a tad chilly, birds still chirped a distance away, and I had my signature blue sweater to retain body temperature. Almost.

Typing away at my iPod touch since I was that loser without a phone, not that I minded that much, my thumbs still felt the breeze. By this point in time, I've lived in the moderately cold parts of Canada's west coast for my entire life. "Toughing it out" out here wouldn't be that hard, especially with the high school wifi from behind me working somewhat. I couldn't text anyone from my bench, but the school doors were locked ten steps away. Contemplating sending said text to a friend of mine went downhill, as the better wifi would be ten steps away at the side doors I sat a few meters away from.

My thoughts drifted to what I'd just eaten; A small fries, cheeseburger minus the cheese, and a strawberry banana smoothie meal. "Why did I get a smoothie when I knew it would be cold outside..." an inner monologue started, "and secondly, you brought some money with you to get a drink from Starbucks so you could sit inside. In the heated coffee shop. Where elemental exposure isn't going to freeze off your longest fingers!"

Wait... thumbs are your longest fingers?

My trash memory jotted up a brief clip from some YouTube video I'd watched at some point in life, showing a screenshot of a measuring tape beside one's thumb. "I mean, technically it is. YouTube's always right man. That's why you watch it all the time, dumbass."

Maybe I wouldn't be such a "dumbass" if I could just remember that missing 6% I got off of my final Social Studies mark, HMMmmMmM?!

"Alright, whatever... just see how long your thumb is compared to your other fingers cause you can't be using your time any better anyways."

Touché.

Taking my mind back to "🎶Your Reality🎶", (ahahahaha im hilarious lolol XD im 12 years old again guys 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 #edgy) I used my left middle finger as a reference for my other hand to measure out. With the length of said finger marked with two fingers on my right hand, I moved the approximate measurement onto my left thumb to find... Oh wow, it is longer. Nice,

...but is the thumb a finger--

"DON'T even JOKE around in your mind about controversial topics like that, SCUM! You'll start a riot or something!"

Alright, alright whatever, it's a phalange. Let's just leave it as the longest phalange. Jeez...

Taking a sip from my smoothie, the lid having been taken off since they forgot my straw, I took in my current battery life: red. Since iPod touches leave you in suspense about your battery life by not having the 'show percent' option for no apparent reason, I began to slightly panic.

"Battery," I stated to Siri, but it was too late. It died.

AHHKSBDKDB I restarted my iPod and it's on low brightness with grayscale, oh god. It's only 12:52 and I have to wait until like 2:45 ish for my event to start. I don't wanna die of boredom, not todayyyYyY! Screw it- I'm walking to my friend's house.

12:54PM in the afternoon PM, I am currently typing with one thumb as my other hand is holding my McDonald's bag with my garbage and smoothie inside. This is sad. I'm walking for 15-20 minutes to my friend's house, without notice, to hope that she's awake so I can use her charger for a bit. What has life become?

Life update: on my way to my friend's house, I tried connecting to 711 wifi to text her. My iPod died again. Temporarily "distraught" of the potential fact that she's asleep, I decided that my pathetic thoughts should still be recorded. That's what lead me to thinking, on my way to the dollar store to buy a book and pen, "Why don't I just plug it in at the Apple Store?" This thinking lead me to charge this partly, and lead me to the present as I write this at a table in the mall food court. Toss-back to earlier: (wrote this down in my journal so it'd still be fresh)

After chickening out the first time, I'm finally walking in, avoiding the employee who gave me that "I'm-a-happy-employee-who-can't-scold-youth-like-you-who-come-in-here-to-play-games-on-the-iPads-for-5-minutes-before-leaving-but-I-can-give-you-this-look-addressing-that-I-know-what-you're-up-to-so-either-buy-something-or-fuck-off" look the first time I went in. As I approach what I assume are a bunch of iPhone 8's, a girl and her friend just unplugged their iPhones before leaving the store.

"So I'm not the first to think of this idea... Dammit I missed the bubble!" Reminiscing on what made me slightly more comfortable with plugging in my iPod, I missed my next shot in a bubble pop game.

After a couple rounds I unplug my iPod to leave, feeling better that I don't have to walk for 20 minutes from the mall to a friend's house to borrow their charger. Now that I think about it, what if they weren't even home? In case her mom, dad or brother answered the door instead of her is thought about, being able to say I have something to give her; a $1.25 chocolate rose to dramatically present to her with a one-sentence speech of my love for her (charger) before asking to use it. Now though... what should I do with it?

(Back from the journal...)

Oof what do I do with it?

Should I save it for after the improv show to give someone... nah. Should I eat it myself after improv... meh. Should I eat it now? ...

...oh.

Why didn't I think of this before? 😅

My New Years resolution for 2018 was to be healthier to potentially lose weight or something to look good for the music program's trip to Cuba next year. I've been to the gym a few times, but my eating habits haven't improved much (yet).

"Pft, when is 'yet' then genius? Today you've eaten two chocolate cake pops you make yesterday, a meal from McDonalds, and now a chocolate rose? Man what healthy eating habits my dude, eleven out of ten. New record."

Ok, shut up. *internal sigh, because talking aloud to one's self is weird so I usually do so in my head, like right now* Whatever. As it is now 2:16, I think I'm going to sit in the food court of this mall, with no food whatsoever except my chocolate rose, and work on writing some stuff now that I'm in the mood to write.

(Oh wow I'm gonna write smut in a public place guys oh shit #rebellious life up in here.)

2:36 and I'm going to walk back to school, this has been really fun to write. (Sorry the writing quality dropped once my battery died, kinda forgot the nice descriptive flow I had going before oops.) Might write another of these some time.

Anyways, Damien x Mika smut is finished, just need to proofread it, it'll probably be posted soon (unless I forget about it again, which I'll try not to). Nobody's probably going to read this, but if someone has thanks. You're cool. It's 2:38 and I'm gonna be late so, legit this time, bye!