My Monday Morning Commute

Two Hispanic middle-aged ladies sat across from me on the train this morning, quietly chattering to each other in Spanish the whole time. Towards the end of the trip, a crotchety white man told them it was the quiet car, a term I translated for them. They asked me if I was going to school, which school, and what I was studying. They were nice and I thought, "Wow, it's a lot like talking to my grandma." Then one of them said, "If a boy tries to kidnap you, fight him, scream!" and I was like "Holy cow it is exactly like talking to my grandma."

Two things that made me happy today

-I'm sitting at the bus stop when two guys pass me. "...Streets ahead!" says one. "Streets ahead?" repeats the other. "March 15!" the first replies. If you're a Community fan, you got that. I've never seen other Community fans in real life or at least heard them talk about the show.
-When I'm about to cross the street while walking home, a car stops at the sign in front of me, my favorite song by Gotye blasting from its speakers. With the biggest grin on my face, I step off the curb to cross the street, singing the ending line, "Now you're just somebody that I used to know..."

Two bonus random/embarrassing things:
-It was cold when I was walking home, so I pulled on the hood of my magenta hoodie. I pass a guy who laughs at me: "You look just like Little Red Riding Hood!"
-When I get to the apartment door, my key card doesn't work. Seeing the lights on, I ring the doorbell so my roommate could open the door for me. A girl I don't know opens the door. That's when I realize I'm at the wrong apartment complex. It looked exactly the same as my apartment, surroundings and all.

Stopping by Blogs on a Lonely Evening

Whose blogs these are I think I know.
We've never met in real life, though;
No one will know I'm stopping here
To watch my dash fill up with posts.

You probably would think me weird
To stop doing my homework here
Between my midterms and finals
The darkest evening of the year.

My conscience gives my mind a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the hum
Of laptop fan and me, awake.

The Web is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have my grades to upkeep,
And months to go before I sleep,
And months to go before I sleep.

Apologies to Robert Frost.