A few minutes before my audit class began, I heard, above the chattering classroom banter, one of my female classmates proudly exclaim, “I hate poetry.” I glanced over once she said it, saw her sincere little grin, and I could tell she really meant it. It’s moments like this one that remind me why I haven’t made many friends in the business school.
Filed Under: Mundanity
Personally, I think you want this girl. You’re interested in her and you haven’t been able to stop thinking about her. That’s really what’s on your mind, isn’t it? Think about that.
I’m not gonna lie, the girl is pretty cute. But even so, I don’t think I have much in common with her.
kz, lets be honest….you want to give her the ol’ in out.
And while we’re being honest, you do realize that wanting to do that and wanting to be her friend are two entirely different things, right?
being friends is overrated
Dude, there’s more to life than the good ol’ *huttah!*.
well a little *huttah!* once in awhile never hurt anyone.
Well, good point. But even so, it’s not happening with this chick. Don’t get me wrong though…if she came up to me one day and said, “You, me, a dark alley, five minutes,” I’d be there in three and a half. But that wouldn’t happen, because life rarely hooks you up like that.
rarely, you say. so you’re not completely discounting the possibility. *HUTTAH*
More girls should honestly do that. It makes life more exciting and, damnit, a lot more satisfying.
i agree with conrado…i wish i could come across a girl…or two…and they were like…hey you….how about a little of the ol’ in out with me and this chick right here! and one of these days, some girl is going to read this comment…be extremely offended…and will hunt me down and bang me..i mean…slap me.