the animation "festival"

sooo

i went to the animated film festival mardi soir and guess what? i couldn't find ANYONE i knew. haha.

there were so many people! it was ridiculous..

plus i was late so my group of friends were already in the middle of the masses by the time i got there. (at least that's what i assumed happened)

aaand ya. i walked around the entire parc like 3 times, but it was dark and crowded, so no luck.

after about 15 mins, i decided to just sit down by myself.

i had time to kill til the next nocti-bus came anyway.

BAD IDEA.

this creepy old guy came and sat RIGHT next to me. it was disturbing... but i gave him the benefit of the doubt and just stayed there. i thought "well..maybe he just has a really small bubble. and i'm not gonna stay for much longer anyway"

no.

he wasn't some nice old european man with spatial issues.

he was a creep.

he tried talking to me in french like he knew me or something.. i mumbled some nonsense french in return, hoping he'd shut up.

but he didn't.

then he realized i didn't really speak french, so he asked what language i spoke.

i said anglais.

he proceeded to laugh in the creepiest way possible.

that's when i knew i had to get out of there. ASAP.

so i looked behind my, back, acted like i saw someone i knew, and basically ran away. haha.

i was to scared to walk back in that direction right away, so i watched the movie standing up for a while..

then hurriedly walked past mister creeper to leave the festival.

it may not sound like much of a scary thing..but i had like the worst feeling in the world. i was so glad to get out of there and just go home.

gah. 

what a night. 

also, i was pretty mad cuz it was a cute outfit wasted ^

poopy.