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Badly Drawn Boy

Today, I met my own personal "Mari Shell" this time his name was Justin Turner. He probably didn't lie but Facebook makes it hard for anyone to search up people. I met one guy a few weeks ago and we were on Facebook trying to find each other. But we figured to look up e-mail addresses.

Justin was cute but silly. I commented on how cool it was, commenting on how he had only a tee-shirt on. I ended up talking about Uptown and my quirky adventures. He was funny and understanding, asking me random conversational questions. We even talked on the bus about restaurants and our social lives. It wasn't until the end, I asked him what his name was. He said, "Justin Turner." I said, "I guess I can facebook stalk you. But your name is a bit common, I can tell."

As I was leaving, I told him mine. He seemed nice but he wouldn't find me. Probably can't even spell my name right. I hate when I can't find someone but I don't mind too much.Ryan and I never found Mari Shell and maybe I won't find this Justin Turner... (sigh)