Anyhow I had a dumb grin on my face at one point, while looking at him. It was that proud parent grin, thinking how amazing it is to see him get so much older and cooler. I wanted to grab his cheek type of feeling... I didn't... I'm not that kind of person.
I teach a friend of his too, and he's the exact opposite, he's all gung-ho about everything. He'd probably jump on me given the chance. He's the one that asked me a while back if I'd go to Australia with him.
I'm helping him to get his visa and organise his studies in Australia for next year. He's all touchy feely too. While the other is very reserved.
So I walked past what I'd quite confidently call an Emo shop this afternoon. There's only one in town. Owned by a dreadlocked black guy and a bunch of emo kids work there. There was a girl this afternoon wearing black sheer nylons, and a black tube dress that didn't really even cover her crotch. She was young, must have been around 17 or so, maybe younger, it's hard to tell. She was wearing a lot of makeup.
I was kinda horrified and envious at the same time. I sometimes wish I had the courage to do that. But at the same time I thought... wow that's totally inappropriate.
Anyhow, props to her for being so courageous.