Post by eesti on Jan 10, 2011 18:53:40 GMT -5
Mondays.
Mondays were the most boring of days during the week. Nothing ever happened, nothing ever changed. Well, there were classes to go back to after a whole weekend of... nothing, but that really wasn't much of a change. Come to think of it, as the Estonian teenager tried to, actually, Mondays weren't that bad--it was Saturdays, probably, that were the boring ones.
At least there technology blogs that updated on Mondays, at least.
The young technopath wasn't quite as entranced by the food currently in front of him as he was with his cellphone. The plastic tray held less than appetizing selections, from... whatever the hell that was to whatever other typical American fare cafeteria workers decided to grace them with today.
He never really sat around other people. He was off on his own, somewhere that people wouldn't look at him strangely for the little verbal quips to his laptop or phone or anything he decided to pull out. There was a fine line when someone noticed him looking between insane or genius, and it wasn't really his fault he understood the machines better. He was the only one at his table, sitting at the end, his long legs stretched out under the table.
Even if someone was around, it wasn't like they'd get much out of him.
No, he was too busy smiling at his phone, affectionately named Tupsu, tuning out everything else. He was able to flip through web page after web page without even touching a thing, anticipating the end of lunch period until he'd have to get back to real classes. It wasn't the only electronic thing of his out, he'd felt adventurous enough to bring along his camera for once.
The poor thing really never did get enough use, he really didn't want to hurt it's feelings by not treating it with enough love as the rest of his electronics. He just.. wasn't much of a picture taking guy. The camera wasn't complaining though, sitting quietly next to his soda.
As long as his electronics were doing happy and fine, so was Eduard.
Mondays were the most boring of days during the week. Nothing ever happened, nothing ever changed. Well, there were classes to go back to after a whole weekend of... nothing, but that really wasn't much of a change. Come to think of it, as the Estonian teenager tried to, actually, Mondays weren't that bad--it was Saturdays, probably, that were the boring ones.
At least there technology blogs that updated on Mondays, at least.
The young technopath wasn't quite as entranced by the food currently in front of him as he was with his cellphone. The plastic tray held less than appetizing selections, from... whatever the hell that was to whatever other typical American fare cafeteria workers decided to grace them with today.
He never really sat around other people. He was off on his own, somewhere that people wouldn't look at him strangely for the little verbal quips to his laptop or phone or anything he decided to pull out. There was a fine line when someone noticed him looking between insane or genius, and it wasn't really his fault he understood the machines better. He was the only one at his table, sitting at the end, his long legs stretched out under the table.
Even if someone was around, it wasn't like they'd get much out of him.
No, he was too busy smiling at his phone, affectionately named Tupsu, tuning out everything else. He was able to flip through web page after web page without even touching a thing, anticipating the end of lunch period until he'd have to get back to real classes. It wasn't the only electronic thing of his out, he'd felt adventurous enough to bring along his camera for once.
The poor thing really never did get enough use, he really didn't want to hurt it's feelings by not treating it with enough love as the rest of his electronics. He just.. wasn't much of a picture taking guy. The camera wasn't complaining though, sitting quietly next to his soda.
As long as his electronics were doing happy and fine, so was Eduard.