Games usually and constantly involve winning, and losing. I think the primary difference between the winner and loser (aside from rank) is that one is better at tricking the other. I think it can also be stated that romance is a game, one played very close to the heart. (See what I did there?) Anyways, I don't want to ruin the point of this post (misleading title...or is it?) So let's push onto the 'drawings', if they are even worthy to be called that.
The other people have eyes too, I was just to lazy to draw them in. |
This is a lecture hall, and those circles are people. It's really intimidating at first, but it fills up so fast it's practically impossible to hesitate. Normally I go for empty seats, but today I felt a little bit confident. So I spotted a seat in between two girls and went for it.
Target: Locked on. Status: Still empty. Feet: Sprinting. |
I NEVER have done this before, but I actually started talking to one girl besides me. She was of oriental decent, and turned out to be in first year such as myself. "It's fairly easy to talk to a girl, all you have to do is fool yourself into thinking that you're good looking" It turned out that this girl was alone in this class. Sticking with standard topics (prof. weather etc) we had a semi-interesting conversation. What's really awkward is when you're talking to her and she's paying attention to the Prof or Vice-versa, and then you don't pay attention to what the other person is saying. Also; time flies when you're talking to a girl. After class she handed me her name and email (yes! FB time!)
YES! VICTORY! WINNER! OMG OMG OMGG |
This small torn off piece of paper meant more to me than life itself! (Actually I typed it on my phone so it didn't mean that much bu-hey! back to the story)
I'll never forget the moment *sniff sniff* |
I sped home (after chilling with my one friend) to add this girl to my FB and was so blissful that I was unaware that I was walking on stairs lol. Determined to add her, I flew up the stairs. Literally.
Not even running, I was flying. |
Quickly turning on my computer (windows 7 represent) I instantaneously typed her name into the search box. And quickly spotted her from her display picture.
I'm not going to lie, but like most guys, we look (and judge) on your display picture. If there is a guy in the display picture we are ultimately destroyed, as we know there can be no relationship between us. This is where it get's interesting. She said she was in first year right? So normally you would think that would mean that she is your age, right? WRONG.
Depression; now in number format. Sigh. |
I can firmly say that all of us listen to the un-written social norms of our society. Those that do not can be easily identified, and murdered alienated remembered. I'm also fairly certain that no matter what culture, the female in a relationship should be younger than the male. Why? Probably because the male can take care of the woman and is (hopefully) more established. I would go into stuff about hormones, but I guess I'll save that for another time. But this is the asian trick.
It's near impossible to tell their age.
Which is also a good thing because they always retain their youth. However, it's horrible if you find out they're older. My spirits were crushed when I found this out, I honestly thought that someone(god?) planned this out from the beginning just to teach me not to rush into anything. Lesson learned, but kinda harsh. This final scene depicts exactly what I felt like.
It's near impossible to tell their age.
Which is also a good thing because they always retain their youth. However, it's horrible if you find out they're older. My spirits were crushed when I found this out, I honestly thought that someone(god?) planned this out from the beginning just to teach me not to rush into anything. Lesson learned, but kinda harsh. This final scene depicts exactly what I felt like.
Spite: them mystical clouds have it. |
Life Lesson: Do not rush into things and never guess an Asian girl's age.
p.s. this happened again to me today (Wed/Oct/6/2010) fml.
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