Went to college, been to a lecture, then ditched college for a while to hang out with my friend Goca who lives in Vienna, and who I therefore don't see much, went back to the library, studied, had another lecture, studied a little bit more.
Came back home, watched some "Desperate Housewives", and am now typing this.
I was coming home from college when I ran into a guy from high school at the bus stop. Not really a friend, more like an acquaitance, but the situation was so weird. I, of course, said hi, and he gave me a smile so fake, Karen Walker would blush, and didn't even introduced me to the girl he was standing with. So, after like two seconds, I was like, "So, ho
w's college", and he was like, "Fine", and then the conversation repeated itself (vice-versa, of course) and then he was just staring at me, waiting for me to leave.
Wow. I'm not like hurt by any of this, I don't really care. However, I've always considered myself a fairly interesting person, and don't understand people who don't let other people prove themselves fun or nice. Like him - he just shut me off completely. Whatever, it's his loss. And trust me, this is NOT the kind of person I would ever try and impress. So, I was like,
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