There are four people sitting around me on a bus. Two of them are playing with a phone. Three of them have headphones on. One is tapping his foot at approximately a tempo of 94.0 beats per minute (I know this because I checked with an app I have). Three of them were guys. Two of these guys were blond. One guy had glasses. There was one guy and girl who were brunettes. One of the blond guys coughed. The girl who didn't have headphones on picked at the nail on her left ring finger. She got off on the first stop. Two of the guys (including myself) got off the second stop, leaving the last guy who tapped his feet, to get off on a later stop. These are facts. Intangibles that nobody can tell me that I am foolish for believing in (though the foolishness may lie in me actually observing and reporting these things).I pay attention to these little things, so I don't have to focus on important things that are going on.
So I was talking to my friend from highschool on Skype yesterday, and the subject of boyfriends came up. She says something along the lines of "I want a boyfriend", and for some reason I laughed. I still don't know completely the reason I laughed. I think it was more of a nervous laugh, because this girl is the type of girl that you would never expect to think about guys, or better yet, would admit it to me. Then I realized all that bullshit about college changes you, is more true than I could ever believe. It's only the end of my first year of college, and people that I've known for years have changed. Shit, I've changed to the point people keep reminding me...
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