In our everyday life, it's not unusual to see ppl of different faces, of contrasting personalities and definitely from different family backgrounds come by every now and then.. be it across the street, crossing of paths, etc. Do we ever stop to ponder over why a person cloths the way he does or why she's holding a cudgel in her left hand and an empty plastic bag in her right hand? The first instinctive thought to a person may be that she's weird and so we give her a contemptuous snort or just scoff at her wif our "accomplices". However, if we were to tail her up to a nearest rubbish bin, u will feel downcasted and ashamed of thinking what u did earlier. What you will witness, is similar to the scene of a poor native african boy searching for food from a waste bin in an african village. In this case, she was collecting empty metal cans to sustain her survival. Argh, what a painful scene.
omg wtf m i talkin abt. Fuck it fuck it!