And you think I’m snooping?

Heard: In my hallway

By: Deep voiced college guy

“Yah dude, and so then like, his sister walked in on him going through her panty drawer.”

Oh. My. Word.

I don’t see it.

Overheard: From my third floor window
By: Some Girl

Girl to someone: “No, I mean it. You look like Michael Phelps.”

I’m only including this because when I lept to the window to see if it was true, I couldn’t figure out who she was…or, more importantly, who she was addressing.

I think they’re pumped.

Overheard: Walking to get dinner.
By: Meathead One & Meathead Two.

Note: They were being 100% serious.

1: “Dude I’m totally pumped to work out today.”
2: “You’re pumped to work out today?”
1: “Yeah, I’m pumped to work out today.”
2: “Yeah dude, me too. I’m pumped to work out today.”

Dude…me too.

Making Headlines.

Overheard: In the Vets Memorial in the MU.
By: Middle Aged Woman

“I have SERIOUSLY GOT to ask him about a fish wrapped in newspaper!”

…Why the urgency? Why the seriousness? Why just a fish? These are questions I should have asked when I had the chance.

Bunch of Bull.

Overheard: From my third floor window

By: This like, totally like, way articulate girl. Or like whatever.

“So like, I was in my Animal Ecology class today, and we were talking about animal reproduction…and I like, got turned on.”

…I wouldn’t broadcast that if I were you, sister.

Genesis.

I have a confession to make: I listen. Constantly. I know that I should probably have more respect for people’s privacy, but the fact of the matter is that if you’re having a conversation in a public place, you might as well be prepared for that conversation to go public. Please don’t get me wrong here – it isn’t like I snoop around or listen in with malicious intent. It’s more or less that I just:
A. Try to be aware of my environment; I am therefore always looking around and listening to things. And
B. I think that people are probably the most interesting things I could ever have imagined.  

The combination of these two things is pretty dynamite, because whether it’s intentional or not, I overhear some pretty ridiculous things. I recently started mass-texting friends with the quotes I’d catch, but I’d rather not make that a habit. Thus, a blog is born. Chances are, I’ll get busy with school, or the novelty will wear off, or I’ll forget to update and this whole idea will fizzle out and disappear like a meteor. But for the time being, check back when you think about it. See what people are saying.