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Oh God, oh God, oh God...waddling back from the library looking like the proverbial drowned rat just now I suddenly encountered...the most gorgeous creature in the world. Seriously.
I went to school with him and had a massive and pathetic crush between the age of about 9 and puberty (when he went through an unfortunate beardy phase and I lost interest), and I knew he was in Oxford doing PPE somewhere but had been studiously avoiding him since we both came up. I'd seen him once or twice on the High or down at the river during Eights but had always panicked and pretended to be very interested in the floor until he went away.
But today he hailed me by my front door and we had this really awkward conversation where we tried to sum up what we'd both done in the last two years and mine consisted of 'Er...well...you know...work and stuff...yeah...what about you?' But oh God, really really beautiful people just panic me. This guy's not attractive to me, particularly, but he's like a rugged kind of angel. Blond with massive blue eyes and cheekbones and aaaargh. The kind you'd want to sleep with just to tell yourself you did, but for no other reason. And yes, before you all ask, I got his number. No, I didn't ask if he was single. It's not likely.
I'm far too traumatised to do my essay now. Three hours tomorrow morning is plenty of time...
I went to school with him and had a massive and pathetic crush between the age of about 9 and puberty (when he went through an unfortunate beardy phase and I lost interest), and I knew he was in Oxford doing PPE somewhere but had been studiously avoiding him since we both came up. I'd seen him once or twice on the High or down at the river during Eights but had always panicked and pretended to be very interested in the floor until he went away.
But today he hailed me by my front door and we had this really awkward conversation where we tried to sum up what we'd both done in the last two years and mine consisted of 'Er...well...you know...work and stuff...yeah...what about you?' But oh God, really really beautiful people just panic me. This guy's not attractive to me, particularly, but he's like a rugged kind of angel. Blond with massive blue eyes and cheekbones and aaaargh. The kind you'd want to sleep with just to tell yourself you did, but for no other reason. And yes, before you all ask, I got his number. No, I didn't ask if he was single. It's not likely.
I'm far too traumatised to do my essay now. Three hours tomorrow morning is plenty of time...