The Old Foreign Lady Paradox

Thanks to a stupid car parked at the bus stop, my usually impecable sense of where the bus is going to stop(refer to many posts ago) was disrupted. as a result, i could only get a seat on the 4-seater section of the bus.

Sitting opposite of me was this old foreign lady, european by the looks of it. i sat down, plugged my ipod in and started staring out the window as usual.

After about 10 minutes, as Bon Jovi's Dead or Alive started to play, the old lady tapped me on the wrist. I looked over at her and took out one earphone and cocked my head to signify "whats up?"

the old lady said in what sounded like a dutch accent "you have sad eyes, boy."

i didnt know what to say to that so i smiled politely and nodded.

she leant closer to me and said "eyes can tell a lifetime worth of stories"

i still did not know what to say so i continued smiling at her.

"your eyes tells me you resent life. you don't know what you are doing, you feel like you are just wandering around, clueless about what you are meant to do with your life."

I stared at her, bingo. she was right.

"um, okay..." was what i could come up with.

and that was the end of it.. how very weird