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So I went to meet my teacher at 8:45 this morning in the Student Union, right? And I get breakfast and go sit down at a table where I can keep an eye on the entrance from the outside, thinking that's where she'll come in. Well, I get there about 10 minutes early, so I sit down and there's this guy sitting about two tables over waiting for his food, and we have a direct line of vision to each other. And we keep making eye contact and looking away and looking back, and it's awkward but also exciting, and I smile a bit, and basically we're eyeing each other for like ten minutes. Then his food number gets called, so he goes to grab the plate and then he doesn't sit back down where he was. He starts walking toward me. And when he's about five feet away, opening his mouth to talk, and we're making eye contact, my teacher pops up from the left entrance from the lounge (ten minutes late, by the way). "Hey Tiffany! I am so sorry I'm late, I was just on the phone with someone from work and I *could not* get off the phone with them!" And I look at her, and she pulls out a chair, and I look back at this guy, and I make eye contact again and sorta smile ruefully, and he changes course and goes to the lounge to sit down, but he's sorta glancing at me as he walks away.
So then I talk to my teacher for half an hour, and then our class starts in fifteen minutes, and so since she was late she pulls me along with her to run a few errands so we can keep talking and then head to class. And this guy was still there when I left.
Aaaa! I hate that. I will absolutely never know what would have happened if she had shown up five minutes later. Did I totally misread him and he wasn't interested at all? Would we have talked and then walked off without names or numbers? Would he have become a friend? More? I will never know. And I'm SO frustrated with that. I just really hate missed opportunities, you know?
But, you know, if it was meant to happen, then it still will. And if not, then it wasn't important anyway.
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Tiffany Lea
So then I talk to my teacher for half an hour, and then our class starts in fifteen minutes, and so since she was late she pulls me along with her to run a few errands so we can keep talking and then head to class. And this guy was still there when I left.
Aaaa! I hate that. I will absolutely never know what would have happened if she had shown up five minutes later. Did I totally misread him and he wasn't interested at all? Would we have talked and then walked off without names or numbers? Would he have become a friend? More? I will never know. And I'm SO frustrated with that. I just really hate missed opportunities, you know?
But, you know, if it was meant to happen, then it still will. And if not, then it wasn't important anyway.
<3
Tiffany Lea