Yesterday

I was in the library getting some studying done. That's right. Your boy is a studious mofo. I didn't pay attention to others around me because I was in the zone. After about 10 minutes my attention was being captivated by a two particular students. There was a table to my right filled with people, but two were speaking out loud. I quickly saw that it was a female who was Hispanic, not like it matters, but you know, just trying to enhance the visual I am creating, and the other was a recent arrival from India. I could tell he was from India because of the twang in his accent, his hairstyle, and facial features. His accent suggested he was from Delhi. His hairstyle rivaled that of a late 90's Bollywood actor trying to make a name for himself. His facial features screamed "I have visited the Ganges." I have a sixth sense for these type of things. After a few moments I went back to my studies, but their conversation grew louder. When I looked up again, I noticed something was different. I didn't take much time to figure out what it was and I went back to my notes. I couldn't focus because the conversation grew even louder so I looked back up and something was different again. After a few seconds the difference was noted. He was closer to her than he had previously been the last two times I saw them. He started out with his left shoulder being 5-6 inches away from her right shoulder, to his jaw by her earlobe. Also, a huge grin was plastered on his face. Funny thing is she didn't mind. Actually I think she was enjoying it. He might have watched too many romantic comedies and was trying to lean in with for a kiss. Damn you Sandra Bullock and Anne Hatthaway. You have given this guy false hopes. My guess is he was helping her with math because I heard "no no no no no, the ex gotta go on the buttum." He said this while giggling. She giggled as well. I wanted to watch more but I had stuff to do and I didn't want them to notice me. Also, it looked like the beginning of a low budget porno and I knew the more I watched the more likely I were to be traumatized. That's when I decided I should let Salman Khan and the fobby Selena Gomez get back to whatever they were doing. I am Baliwala. I do not use my academic prowess to pray on stupid girls. Well, that's kind of a lie. That is all.