Soooooo there was this guy on my bus, kind of punk looking, but like toned down kind of punk. And he started to talk to me. But then my stop came up and I was like “nice talking to you but this is my stop” Well, he got up too, turns out it was his stop as well. We got off the bus and got to the corner and turns out he was going the same way. So we talked a bit. (He’s much closer to my age than the guy that asked me out last week so that’s a plus) Wasn’t creepy like I was worried he would be when he started talking to me. Has a dog, lives a few streets down from me, into some cool music. But I feel really bad because I forget his name already. Because I am that bad with names, and I’ll probably never see him again. Sigh

He should’ve asked me out. This time I would’ve said yes.