8:46h Class just ended. A girl holds your arm, passes her finger up and down your coat. "You look great today." You smile, and wonder just how weird this situation is. Ever since the term started she's been telling that to you everyday. Frown. Smirk.
12h40 You see her. God, she looks downright brilliant today. She sees you, and waves you in. You come and sit down. She's talking about the Inter-American system. You smile, completely entranced in what some people might refer to as a useless, boring class. You are amazed at her every movement. The perfect, controlled tone of her voice. Her air of authority, her complete confidence in herself. How insanely attracted you feel towards her. You see the line. That line you are never going to cross. You back off. Class is over.
13h01 The two of you are talking. You have some questions regarding some things. You always do. This is new for you. Then you see her. You admire her. She's intelligent, beautiful, and knows how to make a point. Everything one would want in a girl, really. Pity there is a line around her, too.
13h19 Your best friend. It's as simple as that. And you missed her. So much.
16h11 The new girl. The one who reminds you so much of the old one, but is so completely different from her. You have that feeling you'll be great friends really soon. You wonder what else. Laugh. She's probably going to read this.
16h29 The girlfriend. It's so hard to write about her. You feel like people don't get it. Actually, you're sure people don't. So you decide not try. Not tonight. Not when you deserve some sleep.
0h15 You get on the bus. Your team just won an important match. You're leaving college after a hard day of work (one you'd never thought you'd have), but you're happy. It's weird. You're sure part of the reason you're happy is the work. You feel like you've finally found something that truly fulfills you. PUC has never looked better.
- Seashell Radio:The One with the List
- Room 101:Mulholland Drive, City of God.