Erm, so, having met the greater part of the Freshmen class, i have little crushes on a few of them. Already mentioned was “the cute girl” whose compatibility with me is irrelevant since she’s too perfect looking for me to ever approach. But, aside from her there’s plenty of people i have had fleeting flirting moments with, and now it’s sorta getting to a point where i should commit and flirt with people or just give it up. Did i mention how awful my life is? But, today was nice … i actually learned things in 3 out of 5 classes. Which means it must have been a good day. Also, i had another late lunch with Laurel, who i adore. All last year i kept telling her that i wanted to spend more time talking to her and now i finally have the chance. She’s one of the most wonderful people i have ever met, and i’m so glad to have the chance to get to know her a little better.
Recently i have found myself flirting at work. It started out unintentionally, though. During my last shift a quiet and seemingly young woman came in to order a latté. After she departed, Stephanie pointed out that i seemed to be flirting with her to the best of my ability, and i agreed without challenging her opinion. The girl was pleasant, attractive, and seemed to be around Me & Steph’s age. During the course of the day she earned the nickname “cute latté girl,” but seeing as neither of us had served her before we didn’t expect to see her again. I was entirely shocked to see her return to the store today, buying our last plain bagel and a hot chocolate. I had just arrived, so was so full of energy anyway that flirting was beside the point. However, today the young lady sat down (with her back to the counter) and read a book while she sipped her hot chocolate. Ever the suspicious wierdo, i took the opportunity to regal Stephanie with my tale of the Weezer concert in case the girl was listening in. What better way to impress upon someone the nuances of my personality than to talk about a recent concert experience? Anyhow, after a longish period of time (and the entire Weezer story) the girl exited the store, visited the nearby newsstand, and then disappeared down the hall.
Stephanie decided to wait until next week to follow her for me.