Today I was invited to yet another birthday party. This time it was my cousin who turned 18, and he invited us over for a juicy slice of cake. Unfortunately, the party forced me to take the train to Leuven (the city where I study) at half past nine, whereas I normally take the train one hour earlier. I initially thought it was a good thing, because the train at eight o'clock is always stuffed with students. That was of course until I saw that the train I had to take was so crowded that even a near-dead anorexic person couldn't squeeze in. A stampede of around 100 students tried to cram themselves into the already overfull cars of the train. I pushed my way into the train, quickly tossed my backpack onto one of the overhead compartments, desperately trying to make room for the ones behind me. I ended up in a small 1x2 metres space in-between the carriages with (yes, lucky me) a girl.
She was wearing a green sweater with a white top underneath. Her jeans fitted well. Blonde hair, with curls, and I guess she had blue eyes. She had beautiful teeth as well. It's pretty hard ignoring each other when your standing in a space the size of a curver box, so I decided to open the conversation.
"Sure is a stuffed train."
- "Yeah, haha, it kinda is"
The ice was broken. We started chitchatting about all kinds of stuff. She told she was a soon to be dentist. That explains the marvelous teeth part. Even though the conditions given weren't optimal, we had a good talk. Or at least I had.
Sooner than expected, we arrived at the train station, and students poured out of the train. When she got of the train, she threw me a smile and thanked me for helping her with her luggage earlier.
It seemed a perfect script for yet another corny Hollywood movie. According to an average movie, I was supposed to ask her if she didn't want to go grab a coffee with me someday. Then I would scribble my phone number onto a little piece of paper. She would call me, we would have a great time. Then the kiss. Sex. Marriage. Maybe a little drama in-between.
Of course, real life doesn't always turn out like a Hollywood movie. So, I don't know if there's someone up there watching over us, but the next time you stuff me into a small compartment and someone has to join me, please let it be a scorching hot guy, 'kay?
She was wearing a green sweater with a white top underneath. Her jeans fitted well. Blonde hair, with curls, and I guess she had blue eyes. She had beautiful teeth as well. It's pretty hard ignoring each other when your standing in a space the size of a curver box, so I decided to open the conversation.
"Sure is a stuffed train."
- "Yeah, haha, it kinda is"
The ice was broken. We started chitchatting about all kinds of stuff. She told she was a soon to be dentist. That explains the marvelous teeth part. Even though the conditions given weren't optimal, we had a good talk. Or at least I had.
Sooner than expected, we arrived at the train station, and students poured out of the train. When she got of the train, she threw me a smile and thanked me for helping her with her luggage earlier.
It seemed a perfect script for yet another corny Hollywood movie. According to an average movie, I was supposed to ask her if she didn't want to go grab a coffee with me someday. Then I would scribble my phone number onto a little piece of paper. She would call me, we would have a great time. Then the kiss. Sex. Marriage. Maybe a little drama in-between.
Of course, real life doesn't always turn out like a Hollywood movie. So, I don't know if there's someone up there watching over us, but the next time you stuff me into a small compartment and someone has to join me, please let it be a scorching hot guy, 'kay?
x
L.
1 comment:
Haha, I was there! First in Genk we where waiting at the train at the First platform but then they suddently told us to move to the train on platform 3 :o So we all moved to the slightly smaller train than it used to be.
Ok no problem, but they told us that we had to switch to another train in Hasselts wich would stand ready for us...Totally not! There was no Big, nice and new ITC train to Bruges :o So we took an old little crappy train to Aarschot, we couldn't even sit down :(
Than in Aarschot we had to change trains again! So when we arrived whole limburg ran to the first platform where an even smaller train that was already full arrived :o So Limburg squized themselfs with Antwerp and we left I think some 50-100 students who couldn't get in anymore :D And if that wasn't enough...those Girls from Antwerp talked so loudly :o I went insane o.O
Conclusion:DIE NMBS! DIEEEEEE! ^__^
Post a Comment