Thai food at the Girls Dorms and all I wanted was Spagetti
So no big rants today thankfully. But after all those dinky little quiz posts I figured I would chime in about just some hum drum stuff.
My roommates have an uncanny knack for getting us dinner appointments with girls from the dorms. It's actually kind of scary. I mean I walked into my apartment the other day after work to find my roomies and whole bunch of new and pretty faces chowing down on French Toast, sausage, eggs, and OJ. A fully balanced breakfast. At 7:00 P.M.
I guess that's one of my little things. Me? Not a big fan of breakfast after 12:00 P.M. Not so much. But whatever this seems to happen all the time. Not that I'm complaining mind you. It's fun to meet new people. Especially new people where I have the potential to change the last name of one of them eventually.
The problem lies in the fact that the one apartment of girls that I would love to eat with because quite frankly I really like one of the girls is the one apartment we never eat at. It bugs me because we see these girls all the time and they are way fun. But we never eat with them. Instead it's always the apartment on either side of them or right across from them. That's aggrevating.
Anyway we had an appointment for dinner tonight with the room across from the girl I happen to fancy. We got their early though I was certain we were late. Turns out the "fireside" (a religous meeting my church does where a special speaker will give a talk for about an hour) was going long. So we had time to kill.
I figured the best way to kill said time was to knock at the door of this girl and hang with her. Yeah I got right to the door raised my hand and then completely chickened out. I just knew I would make a total idiot of myself for that one.
Anyway I went and sat on a small grassy hill that make up part of the dorm complex and waited for our dinner appointment to arrive. Well almost no sooner had I sat down than did the door behind me open and said girl came out and joined me on the hill.
She was waiting for her roommates to get back from the meeting as well. She had cooked spagetti and was quite famished, but she couldn't eat because they weren't there yet.
So naturally I wanted to say. "Well I'll help you with that eating alone problem." Or something along the lines of eating with her. But of course with my luck as it was. The girls that were feeding us arrived. So no spagetti for me.
Anyway one of the girls, Iliene, who I'm pretty sure is as certifiably nuts as she is certafiably Thiawanese, made us authentic Thai food. It was really good. But I couldn't help but think that I would have liked a bit of Spagetti instead.
Oh well such is life.
Meh thought I'd kick this out here too.
Your EQ is 133
50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!
51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.
71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.
91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.
111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.
131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.
150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.
What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?
My roommates have an uncanny knack for getting us dinner appointments with girls from the dorms. It's actually kind of scary. I mean I walked into my apartment the other day after work to find my roomies and whole bunch of new and pretty faces chowing down on French Toast, sausage, eggs, and OJ. A fully balanced breakfast. At 7:00 P.M.
I guess that's one of my little things. Me? Not a big fan of breakfast after 12:00 P.M. Not so much. But whatever this seems to happen all the time. Not that I'm complaining mind you. It's fun to meet new people. Especially new people where I have the potential to change the last name of one of them eventually.
The problem lies in the fact that the one apartment of girls that I would love to eat with because quite frankly I really like one of the girls is the one apartment we never eat at. It bugs me because we see these girls all the time and they are way fun. But we never eat with them. Instead it's always the apartment on either side of them or right across from them. That's aggrevating.
Anyway we had an appointment for dinner tonight with the room across from the girl I happen to fancy. We got their early though I was certain we were late. Turns out the "fireside" (a religous meeting my church does where a special speaker will give a talk for about an hour) was going long. So we had time to kill.
I figured the best way to kill said time was to knock at the door of this girl and hang with her. Yeah I got right to the door raised my hand and then completely chickened out. I just knew I would make a total idiot of myself for that one.
Anyway I went and sat on a small grassy hill that make up part of the dorm complex and waited for our dinner appointment to arrive. Well almost no sooner had I sat down than did the door behind me open and said girl came out and joined me on the hill.
She was waiting for her roommates to get back from the meeting as well. She had cooked spagetti and was quite famished, but she couldn't eat because they weren't there yet.
So naturally I wanted to say. "Well I'll help you with that eating alone problem." Or something along the lines of eating with her. But of course with my luck as it was. The girls that were feeding us arrived. So no spagetti for me.
Anyway one of the girls, Iliene, who I'm pretty sure is as certifiably nuts as she is certafiably Thiawanese, made us authentic Thai food. It was really good. But I couldn't help but think that I would have liked a bit of Spagetti instead.
Oh well such is life.
Meh thought I'd kick this out here too.
Your EQ is 133
50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!
51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.
71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.
91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.
111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.
131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.
150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.
What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?