These songs are all ones that "my love" gave to me, sang for me, and taught me how to play on guitar. He's no longer a part of my life, but I wish he still was.

I saw this prompt a few days ago, and honestly couldn't think of anyone I thought was the weirdest person I've ever met... until last night.

Laundromat, Chicago

The weirdest person I ever met probably wasn't actually weird. It was more like the situation that we met was just so uncomfortable for me in the end that I have no other choice but to deem it the most bizarre encounter.

Last night, I met a guy in the laundry room of the residence hall where I live. This hall is designated for international students, so anyone you meet is likely to be from a different country (I'm currently living in South Korea). I never found out where he was from... I'm thinking either France, or a country that has a high population of French speakers- his accent lent to it. Anyway, he started with the small talk: What's your name, where are you from, what are you studying. The usual things. Then I realized that this guy really wants to talk. And he just kept TALKING. It was a fairly good conversation. He asked me about problems in the US, politics, favorite travel destinations, and gave me his opinion on certain things. His English was a little rough, and he tended to repeat himself a lot, so after a while I was getting tired and impatient. After all, it was after midnight.

I really couldn't break myself away from the conversation for a few reasons- he never let me get a word in edgewise, and I was somewhat fascinated with him and our random meeting. But that would change soon enough...

It was towards the end of the conversation... around 3 AM, when I started to get creeped out. He started to sound like a therapist, giving me advice on how to live my life in a more stress-free way. He said many times that the reason people are unhappy is because they don't let others help them with their problems. This went on for a lonnnggg time. I felt like I needed to pay a fee afterwards!

Then... he professed his love for me. In a weird stalker-ish way. "Please. Do not go far from me. You will make me sad. I do not think you wish to make me sad. Please. Do not refuse my love. I realize now that fate has brought us together, and if you refuse to be near me, I will not be able to study. I will become sick...." And I was completely at a loss for what to do.

I made up some half-hearted excuses (I'm a terrible liar) and gathered up my laundry and left... only to hear him singing something for me as I hurried away.

I really.... REALLY hope I don't run into him again. And hopefully he won't recognize me, considering I was wearing my pajamas, and my hair and makeup wasn't done!

Picking only 3 was difficult, but these I am definitely guilty of having on repeat for days at a time... and haven't gotten sick of them yet!