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I was walking home from some place on campus and there was a drunk kid singing/yelling "Don't stop believin". I turned to look at him because I thought it was just about the greatest thing you could do when you're drunk and fearless, but he probably thought I was sizing him up... He complimented my backpack. (It was dark out and he probably couldn't even see it but enough to note that I was wearing one...) I complimented his singing.

As I walked away he kept on going, and I turned back around and started shouting/singing back Lea Michelle's parts. :) Oh, night.