Well, you would not believe what happened to me on Sunday night, you whom I haven't told, that is. Yes, I got asked out. That's the good news. Bad news is that the guy who did the asking wasn't the nicest...
Here's the story, pasted on from a transcript of a chat with my best buddy:
Beware - teen dialect!
you would not believe what just happened. this little asian guy, I'm not sure if he's chinese or not he was wandering down our hallway for no apparent reason even tho he doesn't live in teh dorm so he wanders over just walks right in to our room doesn't even acknowledge my roomie and just waltzes over and goes "hey, I know you" "where do I know you from?" so I was like "hey, yah. architecture comp class" and he was like "o yah!" and then he was like, "o hey, you're playing agame?" "girls play games"... "is that deus ex?" "wow, you like myst too!" "can I borrow myst?" so he borrows myst that's while I stll thought he was a nice boy like my friend Andrew and then he was like "Angela Chi" Chi? which chi? so I'm like, sure you might be chinese, I'll write it out so I grab my assignment book which has my email list and stuff on it and I write my Chi thingy and he grabs the book and is like "hmm, your phone book eh?" "Matt Chapman...who's matt?" so then I started suspect this strange beaver looking chinese boy was onto something more unfortunately before that thougth completely processed I said, "o, he's just a friend of mine" so then we talk about stuff and somehow this kid says "Hey, I'll bet I'm smarter than you" yah, seriously adn I was like "o? and what is your IQ?" so he goes, "yah, 130. beat that" and I was like "hey, 136 beat that!" so that phased him a little, but not for long and then he said "hey, cool panda!" and then he started molesting my panda, the one I brought from home and moved on to molesting my roomies dragons and started talking about some others girls turtles and then, he asks "So what month were you born? what day, hour?" and I was like" uhhhh March?" and he kinda droops and goes "o, I'm in september" and I was like "thank god, I
have an excuse" so he was like "but, hey, I don't mind older women. WAnna go out?" and I was like "wait, you just insulted my roomie, my brains, my panda and my room" in my mind tho - darn my courage, the lack thereof,
rather so I was like "um, well, I'm sorry but I like older guys" and he was like "Naw, you'll like me better. I'm way more mature than most guys" yah seriously and then I was like "well, sorry, I like taller guys" he was only 5'5" btw and he was like "aw, that doesn't matter" and then I had to pull in the "I like white guys" and he was like "o why?" and then he was
like "details" "what do you mean by older white guys?" and I didn't have anythign to go on and really, I was never in this situation before so I panickeda nd was like "Well, my ex-bf, James, is a white guy, and he's 23 I know, I knwo don't kill me too badly so then he was like "aww, can I at least get a hug?" and I look at him and am like "what?" I suspect he
would've groped me sooo so then I go, "umm, sorry, but you can hug my panda..." so he hugs the panda and then I get rid of him, but not before he borrowed the myst game darn him so that means I'll ahve to talk to him again cuz he wrote his email and phone number in my book but then, he leaves but he comes back knocks and the door and is like "are you sure?" and I was like "umm, yah, sorry" and he was like "well, think about it, really"
Horrible! And he has a hostage! Why oh why! Why Myst!! Noooooo!