Post by Matthew Williams on Jan 13, 2012 16:15:41 GMT -5
[/i]Home Economics
o8/25/2o14
11:00
Heading towards a vacant desk in the back of the room, Matthew shrugged off his book bag from his back; having it hang off of his shoulder slightly before reaching the desk and flopping it on top of the flat surface. He sat down and waited for the rest of the class to saunter in. Not really paying much attention to the students around him, but simply waiting for the class to begin. Most of the time, the Canadian waited to be talked to. On rare occassions, he would venture out of his comfort-zone and attempt some sort of conversation with a stranger. Though, it never really led to anything.
Resting his head on the desk, Matthew started to zone out. Thinking more of what he was going to do after classes in terms of dinner. Possibly, he thought of going out. But, what if the dorm-mates were hungry as well? It would have been rude for him to eat and them not having anything, right? He had to laugh to himself. Why was it that his mind seemed to always default to food when striking up a conversation? Even with himself.
A man once wrote: "If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.*" and maybe there was some value in those words. So, prehaps there was a reason for his thought process at times. Matthew couldn't help but let out a small amused huff at his own musings.
Once the classroom had all its occupants inside, the Canadian moved his book bag off the desk and sat properly.[/size][/blockquote]
*J.R.R. Tolkien