I got pwn3d. :|
Until today, I considered myself a pretty decent judge of men. Apparently, though, I'm an idiot when it comes to guessing a guy's motives. Perhaps it's because I've been in a relationship for over six months, and I'm a little rusty on the dating game. Or maybe I've always been dense, as my nickname "the fungus" implies. Here's what brought this revelation on. These two occurrences happened in the last three days, making me wonder if I’ve unknowingly been putting out pheromones.
On Monday, we turned in our portfolios for our Drawing II midterms. As I was laying out my artwork, this one guy kept talking to me, making jokes, asking for my advice, etc. When I left to look over everyone else’s artwork, the guy followed me. And he kept finding excuses to come over and talk to me. When I returned to class two hours later, he sought me out and did the exact same thing. He finally asked me where I live. Turns out, he also lives in Lake Claire. He asked if I was going there after class. I answered, “Yes, my BOYFRIEND is going to MEET me,” and then left.
Today, we turned in the second half of our midterms. The guy wasn’t there at 8:00, but when I returned two hours later to gather my stuff, there he was. He kept on talking and making jokes like before. Only thing was, TRENT WAS STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO ME. The only conclusion I can make is that he was just being friendly, not coming on to me. Unless guys are okay with flirting with girls while their six-foot, black-belt boyfriends are with them.
So there’s a guy in my English class named Jason Meeks, of knowing-Frank fame. We are fellow WPHS alumni, so he always gives me high fives and says hello to me in the halls. In addition, we’re always making pirate jokes in class. When asked if a pirate or ninja would win in a fight, I answered “a pirate.” His original stance was “ninja,” but he immediately gave in to my reasoning. I always figured he was an extra-friendly guy, until today at the bike rack after class.
KT: *unlocks crappy bike, which falls over*
Jason: *walks up to unlock his bike, laughing* So, do you have a boyfriend?
KT: *caught completely off-guard* …Yeah.
*pause*
Jason: How come I haven’t met him?
KT: You’ve seen him, actually. He was the guy following me when you said “hi” at the Math and Physics building.
Jason: Oh, snap. *rides off* See you!
KT: See you!
It’s entirely possible that Jason has a girlfriend, and was just being very friendly and curious. Hell if I know. I sure ain’t trusting my judgment anymore.
KT: lalala, almost done with this Cora/Jim fanart.
Trent: you better send it to me when you’re done
KT: I would, but you’re not really into porn.
Trent: OMG
Trent: What kind of picture…?
KT: Calm down, I’m only kidding.
This is the pornography I was referring to, BTW.
On Monday, we turned in our portfolios for our Drawing II midterms. As I was laying out my artwork, this one guy kept talking to me, making jokes, asking for my advice, etc. When I left to look over everyone else’s artwork, the guy followed me. And he kept finding excuses to come over and talk to me. When I returned to class two hours later, he sought me out and did the exact same thing. He finally asked me where I live. Turns out, he also lives in Lake Claire. He asked if I was going there after class. I answered, “Yes, my BOYFRIEND is going to MEET me,” and then left.
Today, we turned in the second half of our midterms. The guy wasn’t there at 8:00, but when I returned two hours later to gather my stuff, there he was. He kept on talking and making jokes like before. Only thing was, TRENT WAS STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO ME. The only conclusion I can make is that he was just being friendly, not coming on to me. Unless guys are okay with flirting with girls while their six-foot, black-belt boyfriends are with them.
So there’s a guy in my English class named Jason Meeks, of knowing-Frank fame. We are fellow WPHS alumni, so he always gives me high fives and says hello to me in the halls. In addition, we’re always making pirate jokes in class. When asked if a pirate or ninja would win in a fight, I answered “a pirate.” His original stance was “ninja,” but he immediately gave in to my reasoning. I always figured he was an extra-friendly guy, until today at the bike rack after class.
KT: *unlocks crappy bike, which falls over*
Jason: *walks up to unlock his bike, laughing* So, do you have a boyfriend?
KT: *caught completely off-guard* …Yeah.
*pause*
Jason: How come I haven’t met him?
KT: You’ve seen him, actually. He was the guy following me when you said “hi” at the Math and Physics building.
Jason: Oh, snap. *rides off* See you!
KT: See you!
It’s entirely possible that Jason has a girlfriend, and was just being very friendly and curious. Hell if I know. I sure ain’t trusting my judgment anymore.
KT: lalala, almost done with this Cora/Jim fanart.
Trent: you better send it to me when you’re done
KT: I would, but you’re not really into porn.
Trent: OMG
Trent: What kind of picture…?
KT: Calm down, I’m only kidding.
This is the pornography I was referring to, BTW.
