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I fell in love twice today. And had one other fall in love with me. Was quite a productive day =)
A dreamy guy asked Brendon and me for directions. I'd already let swoon mode take over, so I sort of gaped at him and handed Brendon our map. I couldn't say a word, and sorted of mumbled about him for the remainder of the day. When Kate and Sarah came over, we told them about the dreamy pom. And as I raved about his sexy jacket, and as Brendon mocked me by raving about his sexy bag, the dreamy pom appeared again. Brendon whacked me to shut up, and when I saw him I was burning.
I was told he was smirking at us. But we arn't sure which one he heard.
Later on a bung eyed asian boy decided to sidle up and befriend me. Ordinarily if someone was suddenly in my face and chatting away I'd jump with fright. Luckily I didn't, and tried hard to deal with my freaked out-ness as discreetly as possible. But i sort of regained sanity and struggled to understand his interested questions. I offered as much as I could to his queries, but the bung eyed boy found more and more things to talk about. I just havn't comprehended what happened or why yet. I'm not accustomed to boys with bung eyes having so much confidence to strike up onesided conversation with a complete stranger. Anyway the light turned green, and I walked across the road, he walked his other way and when i turned around he was waving. And as I continued onwards with shared glances by me and Brendon the poor bung eyed boy was still turned back and looking back regrettfully. It made me sad. I don't know why.
So my final run in with inetersting people came from John the driving instructor. I love him. He gave me confidence mum sucks outa me. Plus he's got that cute little man irish accent. He was bulk thrilled with my driving. I'm finally believing that one day soon I'll get my P's. All thanks to that little leprechaun.
Besides Brendon being a tool, it was a good day. I feel glee.
A dreamy guy asked Brendon and me for directions. I'd already let swoon mode take over, so I sort of gaped at him and handed Brendon our map. I couldn't say a word, and sorted of mumbled about him for the remainder of the day. When Kate and Sarah came over, we told them about the dreamy pom. And as I raved about his sexy jacket, and as Brendon mocked me by raving about his sexy bag, the dreamy pom appeared again. Brendon whacked me to shut up, and when I saw him I was burning.
I was told he was smirking at us. But we arn't sure which one he heard.
Later on a bung eyed asian boy decided to sidle up and befriend me. Ordinarily if someone was suddenly in my face and chatting away I'd jump with fright. Luckily I didn't, and tried hard to deal with my freaked out-ness as discreetly as possible. But i sort of regained sanity and struggled to understand his interested questions. I offered as much as I could to his queries, but the bung eyed boy found more and more things to talk about. I just havn't comprehended what happened or why yet. I'm not accustomed to boys with bung eyes having so much confidence to strike up onesided conversation with a complete stranger. Anyway the light turned green, and I walked across the road, he walked his other way and when i turned around he was waving. And as I continued onwards with shared glances by me and Brendon the poor bung eyed boy was still turned back and looking back regrettfully. It made me sad. I don't know why.
So my final run in with inetersting people came from John the driving instructor. I love him. He gave me confidence mum sucks outa me. Plus he's got that cute little man irish accent. He was bulk thrilled with my driving. I'm finally believing that one day soon I'll get my P's. All thanks to that little leprechaun.
Besides Brendon being a tool, it was a good day. I feel glee.