Today was a productive day, I felt good. I woke up at noon, even though I didn’t have anything special planned. I proceeded to eat cereal, shower, wash my hair and change my bedding. I then started selling my PS3 games, the more valuable ones were sold through MusicMagpie. My next act was heading outside to the local library in order to print the postage label, there were no hiccups here, since I was outside and in the town centre, I decided to make the most out of the situation and walk around town scoping out places that offer eyebrow threading. There were 2 or 3, one of them had “brows” in it’s name but I didn’t spot “threading” on the “menu”. I’m very nervous about this but I figure I just need to blindly rush into it, it might not go exactly as I want but any work that’s done to my eyebrows will be an improvement, the anxiety will only be temporary. Before leaving I picked up some mouthwash.
On the way back home, I saw a pack of pakis walking in my direction, they could also have been half breed negros based on their behaviour. They have a seconse of self importance, typical amongst 2nd/3rd gen pakis. The 3 seemed to be a teenage schoolgirl, a mother and a kid/baby. They’re all walking in a row across the pavement, leaving no room for anyone who walks in the opposite direction. I walked straight at the teenager, we come fac to face and everyone stops. The bitch wouldn’t move out of my way, so I get in between her and the mother, shoulder barging the teenager as I do, I get a lot of contact. It wasn’t intentional but it was unavoidable as they wouldn’t move out of my way.
I walk away, the mother is pissed though and she says “Excuse me!”, I look back and point out my problem with their behaviour. I then continue walking off, the mother still feels the need to respond, something about having a baby with her. Living rent free in her head, the teenager will remember it to, maybe even correct her behaviour.
At home I pack up the games I’m sending, and walk to the post office, it doesn’t take long to encounter more inconsiderate pakis. A family are packing into a car, all the doors are open so I’m forced onto the pavement. While walking passed I mutter “paki animals”. I continue on my journey and post my games. My activities for the day were done so I chose to clean my room, move my HRT pills to a tix box so it’s easier to keep track of them and change my bedding.
It was soon after 5pm, nothing more I could do, I posted on 4chan, applied to a few jobs, watched YouTube videos and then broke, played a reasonable couple hours of “Yakuza Kiwami 2”, there just wasn’t anything else to do at this time of the day. Just gotta get my eyebrows sorted tomorrow and I can still call this a new chapter.
Only misstep was being offered an interview for tomorrow, I accepted but then pulled out after realising it was a 90 minute commute (at best)