Never Again

Well, I only got to see her two days a week: tuesdays and wednesdays. Am I stalker? No. Just someone who appreciates the joy someone else can bring to life. I thought I might see her yesterday, but to no avail. I last saw her last Wednesday, actually twice. During lab, and then with her bf. That was hard to take, meeting her bf. I wanted to see and talk to her on tuesday, but my damn capstone class ran late with my stupid dumb group. I remember the first time I met her, the first week of lab. She left lab, then came back in to do more work. She would not stop talking to me, and I kept laughing. She had already made my day that much better. Unfortunately, I was switched to the upstairs lab, which means I would not be working in the lab where she had class. Every day she had lab, I would print something to the printer in the lab that she was in. Whenever I came in, she would always yell my name, not giving a care how people would react and say. She was always in her own world, and I admired that about her. I was always hoping the worker who was assigned to her lab was out, and I would have to replace them. That happened only once. So, the printer was my only excuse to go see her in the lab. I also saw her sometimes on Tuesdays before my night class. Got to introduce her to my roommates, which was pretty cool. I went to her lab yesterday to see if she was there, and she wasn't. I probably won't ever see again, but at least we're friends on Facebook.