I Just OOZE Charm....
Jan. 25th, 2002 06:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I made another friend today. Aren't I just so special?
It was at lunch, and me and some girl across the way were the only two in the back section. I had my typical spaghetti and a few onion rings, and she was tackling this giant fajita. Aparently, as I discovered later, she was making a mess of the thing, and was laughing at herself for all the trouble she was having. I saw her laughing at herself, and popped in my trademark opener.
"Having Fun?"
"What, making a mess of my giant fajita? Yeah." (This is the 'later' I was talking about).
And then we sat and went back to our respective meals. But, she eventually decided to come over by me and sit and talk, as she ate her cake and I finished my onion rings. (Mmmmm, onion rings).
Turns out she's a transfer student, and a Sophmore-level Politics Major. I attempted at clever conversation, I think I just came off as, what's the word...unintellegent? But, she stayed and talked anyways, so hey, I couldn't have skrewwed up too much, be? She had wanted to come here originally, but ended up in a School in MI, which was fine, but "they just don't care about politics in MI" so she transfered. And here she is. Yeah.
I'm sure we talked about something interesting, but I can't remember. That's pretty much everything that's pertinent anyways, so...yeah. i'll leave you people, now. ^_^
Spur of the moment thought - I want a bloomin' onion. From Outback. With that sause, y'know? Oh, it's to die for. Well, not die for - that's stupid. you can't eat when you're dead. Kill for maybe - yeah, that makes more sense. Mmmmmmmmm.
It was at lunch, and me and some girl across the way were the only two in the back section. I had my typical spaghetti and a few onion rings, and she was tackling this giant fajita. Aparently, as I discovered later, she was making a mess of the thing, and was laughing at herself for all the trouble she was having. I saw her laughing at herself, and popped in my trademark opener.
"Having Fun?"
"What, making a mess of my giant fajita? Yeah." (This is the 'later' I was talking about).
And then we sat and went back to our respective meals. But, she eventually decided to come over by me and sit and talk, as she ate her cake and I finished my onion rings. (Mmmmm, onion rings).
Turns out she's a transfer student, and a Sophmore-level Politics Major. I attempted at clever conversation, I think I just came off as, what's the word...unintellegent? But, she stayed and talked anyways, so hey, I couldn't have skrewwed up too much, be? She had wanted to come here originally, but ended up in a School in MI, which was fine, but "they just don't care about politics in MI" so she transfered. And here she is. Yeah.
I'm sure we talked about something interesting, but I can't remember. That's pretty much everything that's pertinent anyways, so...yeah. i'll leave you people, now. ^_^
Spur of the moment thought - I want a bloomin' onion. From Outback. With that sause, y'know? Oh, it's to die for. Well, not die for - that's stupid. you can't eat when you're dead. Kill for maybe - yeah, that makes more sense. Mmmmmmmmm.