Friday fun

Last night I went out for a couple of beers with some friends. There's nothing I enjoy more than a few drinks straight after work on a Friday night. The place, Morfar (Grandpa) Ginko is the perfect place for just that, but only if you come early, which you undoubtedly do if you go straight after work. By the time we left, people were desperate to get a table and sat down at ours before we had even left it.

As I was waiting for the train home, and I had to wait for a long time so I managed to buy a magazine that I couldn't afford to make the wait more endurable, I was eating a chocolate bar, as the drinks straight after work had left me dinner deprived and very hungry. The girl I was sitting next to was drinking a Fanta and I couldn't help thinking that she really shouldn't be drinking that. She was definitely on the heavier side, and she wore these hideous denim colored leggings, which is beside the point but important nonetheless as she should seriously be arrested for wearing those. And all I could think was, why would someone so fat drink a soda in the middle of the night. But I know nothing about this person, just because I never go around buying soda, it doesn't mean that other people can't have a craving for a sweet drink every now and again. It really doesn't mean that she drinks soda every day. And who am I to judge, I was eating chocolate, and I could definitely do with losing a pound or two.

I guess I should stop caring about the people around me. As long as other people are happy with their lives, and as long as I am happy with mine, that's all that matters. Only problems is, I'm not that happy with my life, or the lack thereof. But hey, that's not the poor fat girl's fault!