Every once in a while, a guy will catch my eye and I will think "Wow, loving his fashion sense, the hair, the indie insignia on his messenger bag, the gentlemanly manners and suave smile etc..." That happened today in the school bookstore. And every once in a while, I will find myself in a classroom with a helplessly idiotic blonde bombshell who thinks that the words 'Profanity' and 'Pornography' are "the same thing". That happened today in my first hour class. And I guess the real mystery which I feel I will never be able to solve or explain is how the these two seem to find each other. That was my disappointment today as I was walking towards the train headed home - holding hands.
No loss, right?
My form of homework procrastination.