cafeteria zenfishsticks my friends and i have our most inane conversations in the cafeteria. duck duck grey duck vs. duck duck goose, the overabundance of ugly red coats, the boy in our class whose voice sounds like a car horn, and a million other silly critical things. a boy with shy, dark eyes sits across from us. he looks like a poet, a dreamer at least. he looks as if he handles things gently. he looks like a boy who likes moonlight. i hope he doesn't think i'm an idiot. 020110 ... Annie111 Ours smells like lysol and pizza. Interesting things happen there daily. I have made and lost friends. It is too open. The grayness is too harsh. Random people just thrown together out of a common need of food. 020110 what's it to you? who go blather from