That's so random!

"That's so random" she said.

"I know," her friend replied.

I approached the two girls sitting in the mall food-court and grabbed one of them by their shoulders. I shook her violently causing her latte to spill on her Forever Drinking Age dress. I stared into her eyes and yelled as I continued to shake her, "Everything is random, we just live in a world of supposed order, nothing is organized. I did this to show you that we have chance encounters, meeting some people once and never again. Anything can happen at anytime..." I ended my sentence abruptly and lined up to order a grande latte to replace the one that fell on the ground and also a venti green tea to throw in the face of an eavesdropper who noted, "That's so random."

I'll Be Yours

I've always been a hopeless romantic. When I was in second grade, I had this fantasy where a girl that I liked would some how twist her ankle and fall into my lap as I was sitting on the bench during lunch. I would be the hero, tell her that everything was going to be alright, and carry her to the nurses office. She would be forever in love with me and I would be her knight in Bart Simpson t-shirt.