I just had to write all this down before I fell asleep and forgot the next morning so bare with me.

Tonight was...interesting and awesome.

After some stupid movie Stephen drug me and Alex too at around 11:30, we were walking to my car to decide what to do next. Some guy and his friend walk over to us. He looks at me and goes, "I like your style. Seriously. Punk rock is awesome." So we proceed to talk to this guy for 30 minutes, then his friend walks over to the bar to get a beer, so we follow his friend and just hang out outside seeing as we weren't 21, and the guy, who is 26, had to drive home. So we continue talking for an hour. The guy serenades me with Lion King and takes off my boot to tickle my foot. It was the first time I'd ever been serenaded...for being Lion King it actually wasn't half bad. I won't go into details, but yeah, he wound up whispering in my ear in Russian, Italian, French, and Spanish by the end of the night. He kept repeating one thing in Russian over and over again. He later told me it meant, "You have the most beautiful eyes." He then proceed to ask if I wanted to go skipping with him. Then alas it was time for me to go. What I thought was going to be a meh night actually turned out quite fun. I got home at 3 in the morning. Oh what fun. Got sernaded by a stranger and he told me I was beautiful in other languages and I'll probably never see him again.

Que Sera Sera applies nicely here.

Shalom.