Damn, it feels good to be home.
During the day I took a shot at studying in SFU Surrey for my summer classes’ final exams. In the evening I had to meet my cousin at Guildford mall.
On the drive out of Whalley to Guildford I must’ve seen 5 crack whores. Then I get into the mall through Wal-Mart and it feels like America. Everybody is obese and looks like trailer park trash. The young’ns are dressed like sluts like they’re auditioning for Girlicious. There are more teenage pregnancies than before 2pac released “Brenda’s Got A Baby.”
Anyway, I bought what I needed and begin my drive back to Whalley to study more. I thought I would take a different route and ended up passing Surrey Central skytrain station. Bad mistake. Men in G-Unit clothing threw pennies at my car. I still don’t know why. I made it back to sanctuary in SFU Surrey.
Now I am home, so glad to be back in Vancouver… A warning to Vancouverites: don’t visit Guildford or Whalley, but the rest of Surrey is okay I guess if you have to go there. Be forewarned, even though I was packing heat, it was scary.