it is nice when a stranger smiles at you.

here's a story for the day:

there was this girl who lived in the same dorm as me my freshman year. always saw her around....always exchanged friendly smiles. she was one of those people that gave you a genuine smile which made you think she'd be really nice. she was also pretty. after a while we ended up running into each other all over campus and having these five minute conversations...which turned into ten minute conversations...etc...

except i never knew her name.

so everytime i talked to her, i'd be wondering what the heck her name was (fairly certain that she didn't know my name either). i mean, once you get into the frequent 5 minute conversations, you're way past the introductory phase where it would be okay to not know her name. *sigh* so for four years i had all these random conversations with a stranger.

the end.