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Some guy downtown told me I looked 'nice' today. It creeped me out a lot more than it should have, and I walked faster to get away from him x__X

What do they argue about during sex, anyway?

"Ach! We're killin' the babeh, m'lass!"

*is a stereotyping b*****d*



Yeah, those downtown folks do that.

I was hit on by a hobo during Fanime... XD Did I mention that here?

Ohhhh boy, then do I have a story for you! XD

So, while taking a break from the con during Fanime, my friend and I were sitting outside of a restaurant while eating, and this dude comes up asking for money. XD So I give him a couple bucks, and he says "Thanks, have a nice day," but when he starts to walk away, he immediately turns around and starts up another conversation.
He begins telling us this story about how he tried to buy beer at a 7-Eleven and how people gave him some money and he ended up getting stiffed by like a dollar or something... (I couldn't really hear him because we were next to a busy street.)
When he finally finishes (at this point, my friend is glancing at his watch every few seconds), he says goodbye again, and the SAME THING HAPPENS. He turns around and keeps talking. XD

Now, keep in mind...
This guy wasn't talking to (or even looking at) my friend at all. He had his eyes firmly fixed on me.
So eventually, my friend finishes his milkshake and goes back into the burrito place we were eating at to throw the cup away...
Then the guy shakes my hand again (he had shaken our hands a few times beforehand), and when I let go, he holds his hand out again.
He probably wanted more money, but I just shook his hand yet again. But he doesn't really shake my hand this time... Rather, he just... holds it... Then he leans in and sorta presses his face against my cheek while bringing his other arm around me. XD
He doesn't say anything or even move for about ten seconds.

...At this point, I'm trying to think of any way to get out of this situation.
I consider pulling out my phone and pretending to get a call or text, I consider politely asking him to let go, I think about saying I have to leave... Hell, I even think about forcing him away or bribing him with more money to leave.
So eventually, he lets go and finally leaves (conveniently as soon as my friend comes back out). But while walking away, he keeps looking back and yelling stuff like "True story!" or waving.

We.
Got.
The ******** outta there.

...I'm scared of going into downtown San Jose now. XD

Me'n my pops are supposed to be doin' articles of some kind on a website we made together. He went first, and I figured I could get an example of just what a good article would be.


........
It's pretty much a short story. By short, I mean really short, and I'm very confused as to what I should be doing. I mean, I could short story the hell out of it, though it would be possibly irrelevant. I could make it relevant by centering the short story around something, but.....
That might be weird.

Ahm very confused. Though I just came up with a very interesting idea, which I plan to bring up.

You obviously haven't met my pops.

My head exploded
I should ve gotten my acceptance letter o.o gonk
I have no idea I hope I got in ;o;

*hugs*

That's awe inspiring, man.