30 April 2012
Wow it’s sunny today not the best of weather since it hinders my ability to remain glum and blame it on the weather, no excuses today.
I have a research class today, a sort of post study class for grads. Of course Camron was there, calling my name from 20 feet away ‘’what’s up bruv’’ he shouts, a pitch too high as if he’d sucked out the last traces of helium from a half flattened balloon. I’m glad I’m not Camron’s brother, if I was I’d have killed him already. He stands there with that fake smile unnecessarily wide, it’s so easy to tell a fake smile.
Chloe walks in, as usual with a new pair of shoes which are probably uncomfortable, she gives me a kiss on the cheek and enters the class, "you tapping that" asks Saied, Camrons bum buddy, I shake my head, if I was "tapping that" I’m sure the friendship I shared with Chloe would cease to exist. Chloe was also a pretender, happy even after her dad had given her a fat lip, she claimed she’d slipped whilst brushing her teeth and hit the sink, as original as her excuse was and despite it coincidentally happening to myself on several occasions, I saw her dad for who he was, a fat prat. We sat in class, I liked the lecturer, she was less of a narrator and more of a discusser, she asked not only us, but herself questions, which I admired, especially when she'd get that confused look on her face and stand in pondering silence for a few awkward minutes. The class however was generally useless, I sat in the back occupying myself with a wobbly table, I found an eraser to secure the shortest leg, what an accomplishment I thought.
Class over, time for lunch, I’m not hungry I think I’ll get some notes from past lectures. Chloe joined me, we walked down the corridor and was greeted by Kinja. Kinja the janitor, or cleaner, I’m not sure what he does apart from play young ignorant girls well maybe not so young they’re old enough 20-25, but they were definitely ignorant. Kinja was handsome with a cheesy charm he would throw on the opposite sex. I wonder if he’s content, I doubt this job pays well, though I have seen him stealing supplies when he thought nobody was looking. I should ask him to cut me in, we’d start an illegal staple ring. Imagine that, all the blooming staples you could ask for, we’d build house’s then cities out of them.
Kinja’s starring at Chloe, I wasn’t prepared to let her fall victim to him, I put my arm around her and we walked off. Chloe collected a stack of notes which probably weighed more than she did, I collected two A4 sheets which may prove useful, especially for constructing paper cranes.
I could sense Chloe didn’t want to go home so we grabbed some coffee, (not literally...that could lead to burns). She asked me if I was seeing anyone, of course I thought, I’m not bloody blind I can see you right now, I told her that after recent events I’d preferred to stay away from relationships. She told me she was single, I knew this of course, just as I knew she cried in the toilets when she got poor marks (in assignments), I too would be disappointed with poor marks, the difference is I always hoped for the worst so it would lessen the blow if I had produced a mediocre essay. And luckily for me I had already graduated and the academic pressure was off.
After the conversation died we took off, I walked her to the bus stop, unlike me, she didn’t like walking alone. I got the train, the tube, or the subway to you Americans. I hate the trains, it smells and they’re overcrowded, a woman had her breasts pressed onto my chest, I felt violated.
On the way home I was approached by a group of young chavs, or hoodlums if you're American, demanding a cigarette, I told them to ask me when they’d reached the legal age, dirty cancer causing cigarettes, why do I smoke these? I got home smelling of warm leather and tobacco. I took a hot shower to wash the days sins away. 5 O’clock, still early, I’ll head to the sandwhich bar and have a beer and a toastie. Ali was sitting at the bar half drunk, Ali was a friend of mine when we were both younger, one day I must’ve been about 15, Ali called me a ***** I head butt him sending him to the floor, cherishing my defeat he got up and kicked me in the balls while my loyal friends dragged him to the nurse, it was pretty funny. I’ve seen Ali since then a few times, we exchange a hello and depart. I had a beer and a couple of chasers, then made my way home. I worked on a project till about 2am, then went to bed, the old mattress causing me discomfort, I saw the sun rise particularly early, before 6am...well Id better get up, it’s another day for the great pretenders.
The Great Pretenders • Opuss № I