A New Hope

One day while walking from class to the GT, I found myself following behind two people. One was a girl perhaps twenty years of age and a young man around the same age.

The girl was dressed as if she were going clubbing, and the kid was dressed in a similar fashion.

Usually the conversation goes something like this:

Boy: so, where are from. Like... around here or...

Girl: Yeah, here

Boy: that's cool, so do you like, have a lot of classes...

Girl: yeah

Boy: So... cool.

and so on and so forth. Boy is desperately trying to hold a conversation with Girl who - while likely a decent person - lacks the vocabulary to hold a proper conversation, or vice-versa.

Here is the conversation I overheard:

Girl: I think I'll do it, but it's like... so hard

Boy: yep

Girl: It's like, a long day.

Boy: You know what's funny? You have to walk to the bus.

Girl: You're so mean! (playfully)

Boy: So, do you think you're gonna make it with those stilts? (referring to her super-high cork-bottomed, high-fashion heels.)

Girl: You're so mean!

It was just refreshing to see a kid who didn't fall all over himself for a OC wannabe and who was unafraid to be himself.



p.s. cork platforms... Ugh.