toronto tales

i love hanging out with my sister. i really do. so she took me on a mini-tour of her updated/upgraded residence and dining hall (which by the way is sooo much nicer than when i was there). and the following exchange took place with one of the first year kids.
sis: and this is my sister.
me: hey.
kid: hey. so are you studying here?
me: no. i already served my time… graduated two years ago.
kid: that’s right. i keep forgetting that everyone here is sooo much older than me. i just turned 19 yesterday.
me [perplexed expression]: well, i’m not really that much older.
sis, snikering pulled me away or things may well have gotten ugly.
i keep forgetting that 18/19 year old boys are dangerous(ly dumb, at times).