LIBRARY DAZE

Choice movie of the week: I ROBOT. it was a v. v. good movie in my opinion. Isaac Asov is an awesome dude. I actually saw it last week, but whatever.

Another interesting occurrence of last week is this.

I was at the Library as per usual, but it closed early, so I went outside to wait for my aunt to pick me up. Ohio has a v. large library with it's own little memorial to dead dudes and a garden and seats surrounding it, so I went there to wait. I sat down in the most deserted corner, pulled out a book, and began to peacefully wait. Not five minutes later, a slightly rotund black boy of about 16 walks up to me and says "hi". I was quite unalarmed, as people do occasionally say hello to me. I glanced up from my book, replied "hi" and went back to reading my book, thinking he'd just go away, because my "hi" was not a particularly friendly "hi". However, he stayed, said nothing more for a minute and then proceeded to ask me (these are his exact words, they left such an impression upon me that I remember them clearly) "Did it hurt?"

Now, I don't know what you would have thought if someone were to randomly come up to you and ask if it hurt, but I said "what?" while absently wondering if he was referring to the gigantic zit on my chin. He answered, "when you fell out of heaven."

I suppose the thought that he saw me as some sort of fallen angel (ie. demon) was supposed to turn me on, when, in point of fact, it really did not. I answered, "yes, actually, it did," and returned to my book after briefly glancing toward the road, hoping fervently that my aunt had at last arrived. Fate was not so kind. Apparently he took the fact that I actually answered as a good sign and proceeded to ask me if he could sit and talk to me. The boy was not bright, but I am incredibly kind and wasn't sure just how to say "get away freak!" w/out harming his obviously delicate phsyci, so I said, "sure" in the most uninviting way possible.

Really nothing else of interest happened after that. There was a lot of him asking me questions, like, "what's ur name?" me:"Hannah" him:"that's a pretty name" yada yada. I swear, next time someone I have no interest in asks me that question, I'm gonna tell them it's Hitler, b/c I'm not sure anyone could really say it was a pretty name. Then again, they might think I'm teasing them as a way to get them to hit on me more, so maybe I should just say my name is Helga.

Can anyone think of a more repelling name than Helga?