Remember the hot Greek boy I referenced in my last post? We've been consistently flirting in class for the past few weeks in class and in group meetings. Today, we were making a silent film for for the presentation on Tuesday and he, during the filming, said "I love you" during the lines. My brain started thinking "!!!!!" which made my response probably sound pretty dumb.
Between that, and him touching my hand, AND walking me down to my car (he remembered where I usually park, and parked there for this meeting), I think I've reached the shrieking point.
Literally.
I keep hearing glee love songs and start shrieking/giggling/jumping at them. I can't focus on my midterm that needed to be turned in 7 hours ago, and I'm not even stressed about it. Not even the REALLY awkward Goofball visit (where I found out that he doesn't want to be friends, awkwardly) is piercing my good mood.
So it's time to pop the question.
I meant the casual "Wanna hang out, you have my phone number, hint, hint" question, of course.
; )
26 November 2010
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Sounds like you're having a good ol' time, eh? It's always interesting to me to see how normal - normal in comparison to my own, that is - relationships form.
You realize I was quite ill, right? I was not purposefully awkwarding you out. Also, you showed up outside my window unexpectedly and it caught me off guard. There's a HUGE difference between those two things and not wanting to be friends.
ROTFL! Cory was sicker than a dog! Even when I visited he was quite out of it. There was even a few times I thought he might start projectile vomiting. Yeah... it wasn't the best time for anyone to visit him really.
Hmmm. Okay. But you totally were on the other side of the room and texting the entire 15 min. I was there. And I did call you before I walked over. Next time, if you're that sick, just say so. It would cause less 4wkw4rd all around. :)
"And I did call you before I walked over."
You called me while you were in the culdesac, outside my window. And I wanted you to come over, no matter how sick I was, because I wanted to see my friends.
Also, holding my phone =/= texting.
Hmmm... sorry, maybe I misread what was going on. I'm sort of relieved - I thought that it was person based, not situation.
Guess I'll see you and everybody else in a bit here. It'll be nice to have the whole gang back for the break.
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