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Hey it's Idiot again.
Today I chat up a young girl at the bus station for staring at concrete sucks.
Inside a big group in school uniform; A girl is looking at me. I smile, she smiles back. She doesn't know what an idiot I am. Obviously. Another one states: "What beautiful eyes!" "Thanks. Your's too!" - even idiots know some basic manners. The guy comments on her directness. "... but if he does have beautiful eyes!", she states. They get into a discussion on eye beauty. Idiot leans back onto the window.
Besides the school guys there's an old guy sitting right behind me. It's strange beeing flirted to by girls half my age with somebody double my age so close by. But hell, I've lost my wits already. What else is there to loose?
Feeling hot, I take off my sweater. "What a nice sweater!", I hear another girl scream. I look at her laughing. She's a beauty too. Hell, she gives me thumbs up after stating "You're a complete success." She actually said that. Wow. "You you may all have a piece. Luckily for you, I got two eyes." How witty idiot can be. Impressing.
I'm really starting to get curious about that group. At least I can get out at the same bus station ... it's the mall. Yeah. I pass them, but once inside the eye-girl and one of her friends cross me. Three times. She's following me.
It's obvious. I could just talk to her, hand her my number and find her message on my phone back at home, right? But I'm an idiot. Remember? Apart from that one comment I state in one instant, I cannot make myself talk to her.
Then, I am all: "next time she crosses me, I'll chat her up, I'll ask her name, and say X in order to hand her my number. Really!" Just that there is no next time, this time. She's gone. I stroll around aimlessly until I finally give up and go home. On my way I realize that through her, I could've even gotten to know the other hot girl. Another thing to beat myself up with. Cool.
I'm sure, if she had just ripped off her clothes and thrown herself at me, I would have actually realized that I'm welcome to talk to her. I guess.
Oh man, being an idiot is tough sometimes. People just like you for no reason, but you don't know how to handle it.
Today I chat up a young girl at the bus station for staring at concrete sucks.
Inside a big group in school uniform; A girl is looking at me. I smile, she smiles back. She doesn't know what an idiot I am. Obviously. Another one states: "What beautiful eyes!" "Thanks. Your's too!" - even idiots know some basic manners. The guy comments on her directness. "... but if he does have beautiful eyes!", she states. They get into a discussion on eye beauty. Idiot leans back onto the window.
Besides the school guys there's an old guy sitting right behind me. It's strange beeing flirted to by girls half my age with somebody double my age so close by. But hell, I've lost my wits already. What else is there to loose?
Feeling hot, I take off my sweater. "What a nice sweater!", I hear another girl scream. I look at her laughing. She's a beauty too. Hell, she gives me thumbs up after stating "You're a complete success." She actually said that. Wow. "You you may all have a piece. Luckily for you, I got two eyes." How witty idiot can be. Impressing.
I'm really starting to get curious about that group. At least I can get out at the same bus station ... it's the mall. Yeah. I pass them, but once inside the eye-girl and one of her friends cross me. Three times. She's following me.
It's obvious. I could just talk to her, hand her my number and find her message on my phone back at home, right? But I'm an idiot. Remember? Apart from that one comment I state in one instant, I cannot make myself talk to her.
Then, I am all: "next time she crosses me, I'll chat her up, I'll ask her name, and say X in order to hand her my number. Really!" Just that there is no next time, this time. She's gone. I stroll around aimlessly until I finally give up and go home. On my way I realize that through her, I could've even gotten to know the other hot girl. Another thing to beat myself up with. Cool.
I'm sure, if she had just ripped off her clothes and thrown herself at me, I would have actually realized that I'm welcome to talk to her. I guess.
Oh man, being an idiot is tough sometimes. People just like you for no reason, but you don't know how to handle it.