Oh to be a "Someone"

I'm studying in Keckhoff Hall right now. Justin and I were here earlier. The table we were sitting at did not have adequate outlet access, but it was the only place where the two of us could sit together. After he left, I decided that I would move to a table by an electrical outlet. There was one seat availble at a table where one girl was already sitting. I walked on over there... and you know, I got the feeling like she was the type of person to get bitchy. I really did. And I in face called it. I put my things on the table, and she looked up and said, "someone is actually going to be sitting there, " giving me this smirk face.

I wanted to say, "When? Like, ever? Or like now, when I sit in it?"
But I didn't. I always ask myself why I don't say these beautiful things.

So I moved elsewhere. I had to get to an outlet, so I seeing as there were no tables available, I opted for a lounge chair. Comfortable though it may be, I really wanted a table.

I watched the table where she sat. In fact, no one came. For and hour. Then she left. Maybe it was her imaginary friend.

I hate people.