i'm so freaken bored. went driving to nowhere the whole morning, stopped by my favorite mall. lunched. drove again.

here now...boredom uneased.

anyway, did i have a point to make here? oh yeah. while i was walking through the mall there's this preppy guy who went chasing after me asking me if my fingernails were real, and whether he could look at them up close. he also offered to show me his nails. i don't know what would make that scarier...if he was working for some strange nail cult mall kiosk, or if this was his idea of a pickup line.

tsk tsk.. things like this just don't happen in this side of the world.