RAWR x 100
Something good came of my ditching a class to grab myself some lunch at the Student Union the other day.
I was waiting in line for the ATM within, when a girl from my acting class back at the Community College recognized me and initiated some contact (I didn't recognize her at first). This girl is hot. Uber hot. One of the hottest I've encountered, and that's saying something.
The dialogue didn't last long (I was next in line for the ATM, and the rabble behind me wasn't in a good mood), but under the circumstances, I was uncharacteristically smooth about it. Not as smooth as I could have been (I should have gotten OUT of the damn line), but compared to some of my past exploits, I was James fucking Bond.
Now, this whole little episode was pretty uneventful, but it brings up a few nice points;
1. A smoldering hot girl remembered me from a class we took well over a year ago.
2. I didn't stutter, grin like a retard, or generally act like a pussy.
3. This exchange gives me an "in" to initiate a conversation if the opportunity arises, and arise it WILL.
All I have to really do is keep my wits about me; not to let the ol' imagination run away with itself; not to place too much importance on this. That being said, if it is at all with in the realms of possibility...
I. WILL. HIT. IT.
I mean, why not? Why the FUCK not?
I was waiting in line for the ATM within, when a girl from my acting class back at the Community College recognized me and initiated some contact (I didn't recognize her at first). This girl is hot. Uber hot. One of the hottest I've encountered, and that's saying something.
The dialogue didn't last long (I was next in line for the ATM, and the rabble behind me wasn't in a good mood), but under the circumstances, I was uncharacteristically smooth about it. Not as smooth as I could have been (I should have gotten OUT of the damn line), but compared to some of my past exploits, I was James fucking Bond.
Now, this whole little episode was pretty uneventful, but it brings up a few nice points;
1. A smoldering hot girl remembered me from a class we took well over a year ago.
2. I didn't stutter, grin like a retard, or generally act like a pussy.
3. This exchange gives me an "in" to initiate a conversation if the opportunity arises, and arise it WILL.
All I have to really do is keep my wits about me; not to let the ol' imagination run away with itself; not to place too much importance on this. That being said, if it is at all with in the realms of possibility...
I. WILL. HIT. IT.
I mean, why not? Why the FUCK not?