Dude. I'm usually pretty alright at picking out make-out partners....except for once. I had just moved here, my brother was in the hospital with an unknown disease...I needed a distraction. This one dude in my dept was obviously interested in me since my first visit to the school. So, I called him up, hung out for a bit. Watched a crappy movie, had horrible conversation then he put on some music (fantasy metal) and started making out. He started touching my face, like a whole lot. I pulled away and said that was weird, so I touched his face. He said that I was special, that in the novel he was reading red heads were mystical. Fuck! At this point I was thinking to myself, "damn, how the fuck do I get out of here without looking like a bitch?" So I pulled the crazy card and took off shortly after.
=)thanks for checking it out, i met misha at calarts although she never came here, at my first salsa gig freshman year. we are havig our first salsa gig tomorrow night at tatum with the rest of the bands you should come!! (hopefull i wont be too dead cause im sick like the rest of the school!) maybe puppy will be there x0x0x0x0x
I'm curious about seeing a C-section but babies weird me out, they're so freaking fragile I expect them to shatter if I make eye contact.
mmm booze