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“There won’t be any magic on Parks and Rec this year. Maybe chemistry. Certainly sexual chemistry between me and Rashida Jones.”
- Amy Poehler“There’s always a subtle lesbian love story happening with my character and Amy’s character on the show.”
- Rashida Jones
Suspicious minds
I was walking home from class and listening to music at the same time. I get to the busy street that signals the end of the campus, and I’m waiting for the white walking man to light up so that I can continue my trek home when a guy approaches me from the side smiling and waving. I looked at him confused for a moment smiled and waved back while removing my headphones thinking “do I know him? He doesn’t look familiar”.
He needed to use my phone I hesitated for a second while a dozen or more thoughts sifted through my head “He could take it and run off. He could really just need a phone. Can I take him if he does try and run? no…he is too tall and you don’t run fast…” I settled on letting him use it. He was grateful and told me he had asked a handful of other people before me and no one else had agreed. I felt bad for him, but I couldn’t blame them. First it is super cold outside and letting someone use your phone prolongs your stay out there. Second it has been pretty ingrained in us not to trust strangers. I’m not saying it isn’t without reason, but this guy from what I could tell just needed a lift home.
I felt bad for being suspicious of him, but it’s hard not to be. I know if I tell my dad or grandparents this story they’ll think I’m an over trusting idiot which i might be, and it just happened to be ok this time. I don’t really know why I’m writing all this, but the rest of my walk home I thought about society. It’s good to be cautious, but what if one day I’m without a phone and need to borrow someone’s would a stranger trust me?
Busy Season
Finals and term papers are right around the corner, and so are gift exchanges with friends before break. It seems I’m more inclined to make gifts than study or write…
- Teacher: What is your religion?
- Me: What would you call a "religion"?
- Teacher: A religion is something you believe in.
- Me: Oh, Led Zeppelin and Dead Kennedys I guess.
- Teacher: No, not like that. In what else do you believe in?
- Me: Pink Floyd and pizza?
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