Chocolate

Sometimes things hurt.

I suppose that is neither a specific nor a novel thought.  

The thing I guess I haven't quite caught on to/accepted is that there isn't always a way out.  There's no guarantee of a reversal of fortune just around the bend.  No friend is going to spontaneously pander to your needs.  Furthermore, complaining to your friends won't make anything feel better. There isn't a greater purpose, lesson to be learned, or reward for surviving a trial.  It just stings, and nothing is going to stop it.

However, there is chocolate.  

I'm gonna go to the vending machines now.

Suckered

EFY kids are nuts.
Working at the info desk today, one of them said a quick "Hi" and hastily dropped a small piece of paper on my desk before running off.
I was slightly worried about the contents, but looked at it anyways.
It said:
"Hey!  I just wanted to let you know you're attractive!  Have a good day!  Pass this on!"

This is most likely most likely a chain that only reached me by dare, and there is absolutely no relationship potential anyways, but I still felt a little twinge while reading it.



My heart's a sitting duck for anyone who says they think I'm attractive.