Epidemiology to Science

A Great Night is Also a Night of Relization

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I sat down on the bus wearing a nice buttoned shirt and suit pants. I lost the suit top to my fancy get-up but this was good enough. I sat there on the bus as I rolled on by, I told Flavia over text to meet up at the Chinese restaurant. Okay, now I need to think about things to talk about with her.

Nothing politional due to the fact that politics these days are getting more extreme due to the ongoing fight for many topics in which I do not give a damn about. If they started talking about the whole bacteria advancing problem I may join but nothing else. And I will not bring up that stupid paper that I posted on a scientific forum a week ago.

The forum was not important. It was my ideas about bacteria advancing and how bacteria proof products may stop working one day. I just got over shadowed over the constant reports in how the new needle substitute that is currently replacing shots. No more injections I guess, I already told Dr. Moore that I would prefer injections over than a pill. Pills may work but an injection to the bloodstream is more efficient to go against diseases.

Maybe I could talk about the stupid things me and Wayne did when we were children. Since we have barely fought it would be easy for me to find a good story about something we both did together. The last time we actually yelled at each other was when I was fifteen and I saw Wayne on my computer looking at websites that an eleven year old should not be on, and he claims it was on accident.

My phone buzzed and a call from an unknown number was on the phone. I let it be due to the fact I did not know the number and if they really wanted to all me they could text me later. Maybe it was a telemarketer. I hate those guys because they bug me by calling me about this product that probably no one gives a crap about.

The bus drove to the bus stop, it was on fifth Street one of the less crowded area in downtown. I usually never go to downtown. For one it is a little far from campus and for two somebody gets shot or stabbed nearby here almost every week. That is why I never go down to this part of town. This side of town a lot of people die and get mugged.

I saw the P F Chang's from a distance and I left the bus with my hands in my suit pockets. My phone was in still one of my pocketed hands. While walking I felt a little unease in my stomach. Probably because I was going out to date a girl. While I was walking I saw a man sleeping on a pile of garbage.

I looked at the man guessing he was just homeless or he drunk the living shit out of himself. His beard hair was starting to grow out of the stubble stages. His white jacket did remind of of someone but who? I do not know anyone who owns a worn up white jacket and a progressing beard.

I then realized where I saw this man from. I remember that I saw him during that Halloween! Was he one of the terrorists? No, all of the Mordecai gang members I saw did not even come close to be considered a white person. Who was this guy? I stood there wondering where I saw him before.

I then heard some shuffling behind me. Before I could turn around my vision was all black. "What the hell!?" I smacked my elbow back on someone's stomach. The person who covered my eyes grunted and I got my vision back as I returned my vision. I turned to see Juniper on her knees holding her stomach.

She wore a light blue jacket and black tights. Not the perfect clothes for this time of the year. She wore pink ear muffs and white scarf which was good to keep yourself warm. She held her stomach and looked up to me. "I had that coming, didn't I?" She said to him grunting.

"Well, my power blow can kill. You got me into thinking I was being taken away by the men in black. Be careful of my power blows young miss." I said with a smirk on my face. Talking to Juniper before my first date with Flavia, 1/10 of being a good boyfriend.