“I’m just like a balloon. If someone doesn’t hold my string I’ll float away.”
-Party Monster
Hello darling. This blog has turn into some kind of teenage drama queen diary. But, I just love to write even if half of the stuff I post on here is not that interesting. My style of writing is not poetic or the most cohesive. It is more like a semi-educated train wreck. Nevertheless people (judging from my statistics) still read my posts. I don’t always get feedback but it still feel nice somebody out there takes time out of their day to read what I have to say. When I first decided to share about my lack of experience in the romance department (among other super hardcore shit) I never expected for anybody to really read this. I don’t know, is just weird in a good way. And now, like always I am starting to ramble. I guess I just wanted to say thank you to those who like and read my posts.
Anyways, enough of this pansy shit. Last week was really good for me. Why you may ask? Well, let me answer that question for you sexy, sexy one .I know you are dying from the uncertainty of perhaps never finding out what made my week somewhat less sucky. Don’t fret! I am not that evil. I shall tell, oh yes. Come to think of it, there is really not a straight answer to what made it great. It was more like a series of events that will sound really simple to normal people. I guess the simple things in life are the ones that do matter the most sometimes. First, I got out of the deep depression I was in and found the reason for it. Mother Nature that little whore came to visit on the week I was feeling so fucking down. It was great to find a logical explanation to the rapid, bipolar mood swings I had been experiencing. Second, I think I made a new friend. There is this girl in two of my psych classes who has been a sweetheart to me since we started talking. We seem to have things in common and are suppose to have a study date this Tuesday. Third, by some miracle the male species is starting to approach me and talk to me! If you guys can recall for the most part I am invisible to males. They don’t approach me; they don’t talk to me (except for the creepy ones). It is almost as if there is something seriously wrong with me. This week though that was the exception to this. Friday of the previous week, I was buying my usual coffee and this guy I used to have class with complimented my earring (btw, he is not gay). Nothing came out of that and it seems almost silly to mention but keep in mind what I just stated above. Wednesday I had an exam in my economics class and this really cute guy came near me looking for something. I figured he needed a sheet we needed to fill out and gave it to him. He asked if he could seat next to me to which I of course agreed. He then started to talk to me about the exam among other random stuff. After I finish my exam I went to meet up with my friend and we sat at the plaza in front of the library. We were being silly like always when this guy approach us asking if we had two minutes to take a survey. I said sure and he only gave ME a survey. After I completed he look at the sheet and try to pronounce the city I am from. I had noticed he had an accent before but I figure he was from somewhere in Latin America. Yeah, WRONG. He asked me if that was a big city and the population of it. I said that it was a big urban city but that I could not give him an estimated of the population Oh yes, the survey also asked how much time I had been living in CC. I said one year and he was surprise because he had seemed me around or some shit like that. After he left my friend started to laugh because to her it was obvious he was flirting with me. I of course was completely oblivious but it then kind of hit me. I had mention to my friend that I was attracted to this guy in my lab class. He is not physically attractive but he has an accent, smokes and remains me of AOB in a way. I saw that guy coming out of the library and pointed him out to my friend. She did not notice him that much because she was watching the guy who had gave me the survey. He had approach him and (according to her) was staring at me while talking to him. I was too busy to notice that since I was staring at the other guy.Opps. Thursday comes and I am sitting in the library studying for my history exam. Suddenly I look up and I see the guy I have lab with (I forgot to mention he is also in my lab group) approaching me. Out of instinct I look down, realize who he is and look up again and say hi. He says hi and asked me in his beautiful, sexy accent if I was studying for history and whether I had Munoz. I said no that I had Min Song. He proceeds to sit in the seat next to me and we had a short conversation about our sucky teacher. I went back to study and hesitated if I should keep the conversation going because I did not want to distract him. After 8 minutes or more he got up, said bye to me and went to the second level of the library. Leaving me kind of confused. So, umm did he just sit there to talk to me or something? I am pointlessly analyzing things like always. At any rate, to any standard person all of this male encounters may seem petty and every day life occurrences. But to me, last week was just out of the ordinary.I am turning somewhat less unapproachable. I just hope that this luck or whatever does not go away. It will be nice for once to have guy friends or more friends for that matter!
Till next time my sweet ones.
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