people ...

• She calls herself Sam and dresses like boys. She has half a dozen earrings and a chin earring. You can be almost sure she's a lesbian, but it's ok with me to work with her. I think I've changed a lot, it doesn't bother me any more. I think I have learnt to like people unconditionally.
• He didn't believe me when I told him I am coming out of my Salsa class. When I insisted, he just smiled and said: "ok."
• She acts kind and loving. For a long time I thought of her as a nice dependable person. Turns out a lot of what I had thought of as her being just unthoughtful was more than that. She's a player, a good one; had me there for a while! I guess it's not the first time, I fall for that a lot. Why haven't I learnt? or maybe why don't I learn not to trust people? Because I don't want to ...
• It was his convocation today. I love him like my little brother. Such a sweetheart. I stood in the rain to make sure we had a few good pictures of him; it didn't even feel cold afterwards.
• Every time she comes to lock the chairs and tables together and finds me sitting there, she smiles and shows me the locks. I get up and go for a stroll as she ties up the cafe furniture ... she probably thinks I don't have a lab to work in.
• He's just a normal person, just normal. Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing, and yet everyone loves him ...
• You don't really know what you're going to get when you see her. It's like the weather in Vancouver ...