I got on the bus today and sat beside a nondescript girl. I was a little annoyed when her 90s dance rap came through her headphones a little louder than I would have appreciated.
Then I realized, she was grace, and a smile creeped across my face. I didn't expect I'd ever see her again, and here she was beside me by coincidence... again.
I looked at her to try and see her long earrings or bright eyeshadow, but I saw neither. Her fingernails were much shorter than I expected. The music changed to Coldplay, recent Coldplay and I smiled at how enigmatic this girl is, to me anyway.
I took off my sunglasses and noticed that she was wearing eyeshadow, only it was lavender and much lighter than what I had seen her wear before, she wore earrings as well, but they dangled shorter than I wanted them to.
When the bus arrived at Mac, I hung around for a second so I could follow her. The only bubble came from the gum she chewed. I smiled but was a little disappointed. I said hello to my friend Bri, and grace was lost in the shuffle.
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
grace
I get off the b-line at Queen street, near Casbah.
The weather is too bad to walk from main street all the way to the other side of campus.
I had to wait about 10 minutes for another bus to come by. I was a little unimpressed.
When the bus finally got there I got a spot near the back beside a girl with dark, rich eyeshadow and dangling earrings. She wore thick woolen mittens and Jazz leaked from her headphones. I tried not to bother her with my schoolbag.
I alighted from the bus and walked towards the student center, pausing for a moment to check the time in front of the museum. As I began walking again I noticed bubbles rising in the sky. There was a steady stream of them coming from a group walking ahead of me.
I was so caught off guard. A single bubble approached me and I popped it with my breath. I walked a little faster and noticed that the girl blowing bubbles was the girl I sat beside on the bus. I smiled widely and she continued to blow bubbles in the cold.
She screwed the cap back on her jar of bubbles, placed it in her pocket and entered the student center, I followed a moments after she did.
I caught up to her, tapped her on the shoulder and quietly said, "Thank you".
The girl with the woolen mittens responded, "Grace".
The weather is too bad to walk from main street all the way to the other side of campus.
I had to wait about 10 minutes for another bus to come by. I was a little unimpressed.
When the bus finally got there I got a spot near the back beside a girl with dark, rich eyeshadow and dangling earrings. She wore thick woolen mittens and Jazz leaked from her headphones. I tried not to bother her with my schoolbag.
I alighted from the bus and walked towards the student center, pausing for a moment to check the time in front of the museum. As I began walking again I noticed bubbles rising in the sky. There was a steady stream of them coming from a group walking ahead of me.
I was so caught off guard. A single bubble approached me and I popped it with my breath. I walked a little faster and noticed that the girl blowing bubbles was the girl I sat beside on the bus. I smiled widely and she continued to blow bubbles in the cold.
She screwed the cap back on her jar of bubbles, placed it in her pocket and entered the student center, I followed a moments after she did.
I caught up to her, tapped her on the shoulder and quietly said, "Thank you".
The girl with the woolen mittens responded, "Grace".
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