Anybody who spends 5 hours every day traveling between places is hero. I've been this hero for 3 days now. Wow, I can't stop thinking how brave I am fighting with sleeping hours. Soon I will need 2 alarm clocks and snooze both of them. So you can imagine, I am quite sleepy on the train.
And there were those 2 American guys sitting next to me and sharing the air around me. In case you do not meet many Americans in this country, they are very talk-active, especially on their own, while they could obviously see me trying to sleep. If anyone who is not that dumb enough not to be able to read body language, it means I am tired, I want to sleep, I don't feel sociable, and especially not with you, strangers.
But what can you do...There are people slower than trains.
A: Why pretty girls always sit next to you? (Come on, dude...)
B: Maybe because of my beard...(Hey I don't think it's gonna work. I'm happy with my eyes closed and I have no intention to open them.)
A: Well, I don't think she's very happy. (Well, you saw me frown. Can't you be quiet? Can't you see I try to sleep?!)
B: Do you think she's not happy with us? (Ha you finally got it dude...Shut your mouth now?)
A: Can't you do something about pretty girls ever? (OMG you are really dumb, aren't you?)
As a matter of fact, thanks dudes, if it were not you I wouldn't move to the first class and enjoy the rest of my trip, coz it was really really awesome, peaceful, harmonious and beautiful, with imaginary stars in the sky.
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