o[1] Just A thought: Awkward Encounters

Hi there memebers...
You might not recognize me here but im kind of a old new member :P (im old here, but i've been new since then)... ok forget it
I'm soo in to writing in english and actually have a windows live space (yaa gdmk) that i use usually to write my stuff there. In the spirit of sharing -and not promoting at all :flute:- I came here to post my blog-like scraches...

p.s. I hope it's not against the forum's policy.
p.s.s. the words in [brackets] are censored due forum's policy.
p.s.s.s. how can increase the spacing between the lines???

Awkward Encounters

Everybody has had those awkward encounters. You know… when you walk into in a public spot and you see that SOMEONE- the guy you’ve beaten the [hell] out of him in high school but now you have act all formal cuz you’ve all grown up and you have to do what grown ups do. That just sucks bananas. For one, you have face the shame of one of the [crazy] things that you’ve – frankly speaking- permanently damaged in your, so-called, youth (yes, this goes along with the freak-cat-torturing show you’ve held in the backyard). Also, the worse the spot was, the more awkward the situation gets. For example, meeting that SOMEONE in a nice coffee shop or a restaurant might raise the chemistry a little and you actually might hit it together and form a long lasting friendship (well, don’t expect that if you [messed him up] seriously). Where if you meet him at McDonald’s or some sort of dirty-mice-infested burger joint or 7/11, this situation is already in an orange threat-level and might hit red (usually funny for others to see such a thing). Find that awkward??!! Try meeting with an ex-best friend. Dirty one-night-stand looks and shame would pop into the situation right away. Most of the time, you just ignore him and let him slip like a stranger though it’s obvious, from the way you talking to laundry itself rather than the laundry guy, that you’re doing that. However, it becomes “banana sangwich” when he approachs you furiously and throw “DO YOU REMEMBER ME!?” at your face. You can always [chicken] out about it and be a faggoty gentleman–check the dictionary for “fagot”- and make up gazillion excuse of why you “dumped” him like A (...). But you can also… well that’s all that you can do for now. If you have any suggestions, throw it at me so I can use it somewhere.