Moanash

I was fully stalked this morning. I noticed him get on the train, and then he came over and sat down next to me. "Love generation" was blaring on his iPod shuffle, and he fidgeted while trying to concentrate on a pretty complex text book.

Whenever I looked up from my screen he was looking at me! I started to freak out a bit when I got off the train and he pretty much walked next to me all the way to the bus stop, then he came and sat across from me again. Eek. And watching me again. Like it wasn't obvious. Did he just want to say hello? I gave him the opportunity with a quick half smile. I'm nervous. But no, he's just going to watch. Weird.


Off the bus, and he seriously walked to the left or right, in front or behind me, not 1 meter away, all the way from the door, through the Menzies building, out the other side (where I snapped some photos) and then THEN FINALLY he walked the other way as I entered the Campus Centre.



BUT HE CAME BACK!

And almost walked into him passing the sandwich line! There was a 'uh oh sorry' moment and still he followed me to the coffee line, where I stopped and he thankfully kept going.

Phew.

It was then time to start a Monash Blog.