I admit it. A.Ng, you're right. Guys in CPSC are creeps. v_____v
Small anecdote for the day:
So two CPSC classes ago, this random guy sat down next to me. I was listening to my prof, with my Math notes out (IDK why) and he turned to me and asked (in broken English that I will paraphrase here): "Are you taking Math?" He was also kind of whispering so I eloquently blurted out a hearty "What?". He repeated his question and I answered it. I went back to paying attention in class and a few seconds later he asked me if I found Math hard and a plethora of other questions that I can't remember now, but I know that I misheard them all initially because I was in a somewhat irritable mood from being forced to socialize and I'm really starting to think that I listen to Mozart at very unhealthy decibels. Yes, I'm blaming Mozart for this one.
I think I sent out enough "pls don't talk to me plox" (redundancy ftw!) vibes that he leaned back and started to talk to my friend/project partner/the psycho I sit with behind my back. Which felt a little weird in a physical sense, but I honestly didn't care in a socialization sense.
Fast forward 48 hours and we're back in CPSC class, but this time the dithering doofus is sitting next to my project partner. Whew. So he's asking her about Math and CPSC and then he asks for her number and e-mail. After she gives them to him, he asks me for mine. And being the kind, benevolent person that I am, I gave him my contact information. Luckily nothing came of that. For me.
On the other hand, my project partner is not so lucky. Apparently he's been texting her -- at first he was asking about Math and CPSC, but then he texted this: "do u have a boyfriend?" This was followed by "wat's your zodiac sign?".
And suddenly I knew that yes, A.N., you are sadly right about guys in CPSC. =____=
Just going to keep to myself for a few days, maybe build up a collection of "S@#& my mom says" quotes, work on my project. Just not feeling very social or talkative. Sorry. T____T
I'm just sick of so many things.
*whine whine whine angst angst angst*
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1 comments:
Well, as much as I LOVE being right, I do have to say that I fell REALLY sorry for your project partner. Maybe there's one guy in the entire population that you deem "not bad". I don't know how long it'll take before you find him though.
Really? A "S@#$ My Mom Says" thread?
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