Tuesday, Feb. 12, 2002 @ 10:22 am
I made my second attempt to talk to solemn guy in my acting class. A second failed attempt. I'm not going to be in Logic class today, which is a class I share with him so I figured that would be a good excuse to talk to him. I waited until after class and then asked him if he'd be in class today and asked if he usually takes notes. His reply was a mumbled "not really". So I then politely said thanks. While in my head I'm saying "Stupid!Stupid! Why the hell did I just make a fool of myself! He knows that I'm just trying to have an excuse to talk to him." And I'll bet he's saying to himself "Why the hell is this girl always trying talk to me? Doesn't she have a life? Would she please just leave me alone."
I don't know why the hell I care so much. I know this is kind of freaky. But last night I had a dream about him. Nothing kinky. I don't even remember the details. But in the dream he was so talkative and friendly. He even made the comment "Aren't you glad you got to know me?"
Oh well. That was my last attempt. I'm through with looking stupid and stalkerish.
before*little girl your in the middle* after
Katie(me)...curvy single 21 year old Wisconsin waitress who has the worst luck in men, believes in the positive effects of sexy underwear especially black,can't live without music, painted toenails, Curves(gym for women)and a good book(The Scandolous Summer of Sissy LeBlanc by Lorraine Despres)