Or maybe it was pity...
Today, I went into the bank to use the ATM, and this attractive guy in a suit sort of locked eyes with me and stared. He did the same thing as I walked out. It was a nice sort of stare, not a "what the fuck?" or "poor pathetic thing" sort of stare. It made me feel nice inside.
In other news, days until:
Spring Break: 2
Finals: 55
Moving day: 72
In other news, days until:
Spring Break: 2
Finals: 55
Moving day: 72