If my train derailed between Oakland and Martinez and I died tonight, how long would you wait for me at the Amtrak Station? I'd give you 15 minutes, tops.

Still, I am seriously infatuated with someone at this moment. For once I really am serious. 

Its not because I made it out of the train alive, either, and I swear there were ALOT of obstacles that were in between me coming back to Suisun. It wasn't just the bumpy ride; these fucking cambodian kids were singing Queen covers from Hayward all the way to my stop, and it was horrible. But I am here, regardless, so lets make the best out of my weekend, alright?