....and I was walking, sipping my Zagu, desperately scouting the vicinity for some familiar faces and at the same time pondering if I should call my mom cause all I really wanted to do at that moment was curl up and sob heavy, deep, noisy sobs and sleep forever and a day.
That's when I saw Leanne. I sat beside her. We talked. But then she left, too....and guess what?
I was left with Mitz.
Mitz, that odd, quiet girl.
Mitz, who is always a mystery to the people around her.
Mitz, whom I've never, ever talked to.
Mitz, whom everyone laughs at.
I was expecting awkward silences and such things but surprisingly, she was very easy to talk to. Better than those shallow people that dominate the whole world at present. Better than most people I know. Not that I know a lot but yes, you get my point.
And if you're reading this post to laugh at me for saying all these as if the funniest thing in the world, then HAHAHAHA YOU ARE FUNNY. GOODBYE.
I just don't want to judge people anymore.
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