So, as those of you who follow this know, I've had a crush on a girl in my Films class there at the University. There's just something about her, sure she's cute and all, but I often find myself daydreaming class away wandering the wonders of what if? Each film clip we study and analyze becomes a kaleidoscope of adventures we could have together, as each song shifting near silently in the background becomes a sweet serenade I long to sing her!
So, class after class I've waited like a panther hunting his pray, waiting for my moments to come--and come they have. I first complemented her peace ring and as nervousness crept deeper with every longing word the conversation was cut short as I scampered away like a frightened puppy!! The next day, seeking utter redemption for my pathetic display of manliness that verged on having to sell girl scout cookies for the rest of my life, I approached again. I apologized for being so nervous and introduced myself, got her name, and then got the heck out of there again! I could feel the cold hands of terror gripping my throat, cutting off my words and my thoughts, and moving my legs in retreat once more. The French would have been proud--but only the French!
Anyhow, as days passed I'd tried to smile all roguish like when I'd see her but it felt like my face would spasm so I'd look away. I'd try to think of clever one liners during our films but only got laughter from the guys and dirty looks from our Professor and the ladies. I tried everything I could think of to win her favor without having to talk to her and failed epicly for 2 weeks. Until today.
Today, after class, she went one way, and I the other, but as fate would have it we ended up at the door at the same time. I, being a roguish if not shy gentleman, got the door for her. Then it came, weeks of frustration, pity, and self loathing all bottled up inside me that couldn't be held any longer! It was now or never, do or die, the moment of truth! Would the birds sing once more or forever be silenced like the beatings of my heart as it broke into a thousand pieces of rejection! "Shoot thy blessed bow cupid" I thought in angst, "thy blessing be with me Aphrodite!" I caught her eye and with stumbling vowels and jittered consonants I asked, "This is totally random but would you like to go out for dinner tonight?" For shame! Couldn't I have thought of something to say first? You know, ease my way into the conversation? Nope, guess not. Oh, and short notice to boot! Sink me! Who seriously just randomly has Friday nights open when someone asks early afternoon? Even if I did I'd be to embarrassed to admit it! So, of course, she was busy.
Yet endurance is what defines the champion and I asked for Monday, got a thoughtful glance, her number, and a chance. Who knows, maybe she won't be able to think of an excuse in 3 days? Maybe, just maybe, my prayers will be answered and I'll find myself on a date with her somewhere on horseback watching the sun set. Anyhow, that's the latest...I just had to get it off my chest.
Anyways, I got another editorial coming out right quick. I'm about 2/3 of the way done with it aside from editing and I'm hoping to post it sometime tonight. Well, love and peace, Saigo out.