My antisocial tendencies are getting worse. Just today, I met up with a former classmate who wanted to return a book that I loaned her last quarter. I’ve always thought this girl was super cute, and I think she’s been aware of that. For today, we agreed to meet at the Mission Bakery Cafe on campus. I got there first, so I chose a table and started to free-write in my journal. I was in an introspective kind of mood. When she came, I stopped writing, but my mind was still spinning in a haze of words and abstract ideas. We spoke for a while as I placed the book into my grossly overstuffed backpack, and all the while, I got the feeling she wanted to spend a few minutes to talk and catch up. For some reason, though, I felt more awkward around her than I normally did, and all I wanted to do was just walk away and be alone with my thoughts. Once I ran out of things to say, she read my body language and waved goodbye. The moment I turned to leave, I realized that I was making a big mistake. But my pride wouldn’t allow me to turn around and reverse it. Real smooth, Kev. So much for seizing the day.
dude honestly, wtf!
you need to find this girl, take her back to your place, and bang her. you know the plan.
kev, once again…..kiko makes a valid point. however, sometimes seizing the day is overrated….the bear will get your ass sometimes.
Dude, have you ever heard of date rape???
Jesus Christ, dude. I was reviewing my old comments, and I stumbled upon this eight years after the fact, but I just had to acknowledge this. WTF man? Over the line! *lol*