You will have to forgive me on how infantile and high school this all sounds, but having went to an all girls high school, an all girls college, and the year I spent on a different course at uni being so intense- I never experienced this kind of thing until now.
The first incident
It was after a long hard day of revising, at around 6pm or later I got on the bus. The bus is usually really packed at this time, so as normal, I headed to the top deck. My eyes searched for a vacant seat, and I found one. The guy on the seat behind my seat was h-o-t, with a capital H, and he watched me as I got into my seat. I didn't meant to stare, but I kept looking at him to see if he was still looking at me, and he was.
I couldn't believe that he was actually looking at little old me. This had never happened to me before. He looked Italian or Spanish, he was hawt, and he was looking at...me?? I smiled to myself and thought nothing of it. Half way through the journey he started talking on his phone. I strained to listen as I tried to figure out what language he was speaking:
he was like "blah blah blah blah.......... WALLAH!" and I was like OMG, he's ARAB!! Then I was like OMG Arab perv! And then part of me was thinking I should give him my number.. but of course I didn't, and then he got off :( his hair was hot too ! And that was the end of that. I told my sister and she said it's because I am "hot hot" (her words) too.
The second incident
The next day, I was in the library again, busy revising for my exam on Wednesday. I was finding it so hard to focus, but thankfully, the library wasn't too busy and it was quite quiet. The row of four desks where I was sat was empty, then suddenly, these two Asian guys came out of nowhwere and sat on the two seats next to me. I thought nothing of it and carried on. I looked over to his table just to see what he was revising, and I think he was revising for his law exams. He wasn't writing, he was leaning over his lecture notes and reading them. I was writing, reading, and of course occasionally tweeting- during breaks. As I was tweeting, I leaned back in my chair and stretched a bit- you get so tired from sitting down for so long. He also took out his phone and starting tapping the screen.
Out of the blue, he said "I like your watch."
I was like:
|what did you say?!?!?|
|I was SO taken aback!|
|and I was thinking...WHAT?!|
|So I turned around to look at the guy who just said that|
OMG, was this guy talking to me? What should I say? Should I even reply? If I don't, he's gonna think either I'm rude or that I can't speak English. I had to reply. I blushed, and automatically looked at my watched and held it.
I smiled "thanks!" His friend who was sat next to him leaned forward to listen.
He continued "is it a Limited watch? I got a Limited one like that for my little sister."
Even though I knew full well my watch was not Limited, I looked at it to check the brand.
I was like:
|"No, it's not limited, it's Oasis."|
I could feel my cheeks warming up further still. I couldn't help but think inside how random this was. A guy was talking to me! And he was sorta good-looking too- result! And he had some sort of a beard ;)
So in my head I was like:
"Oh ok, still really nice though, they're really in fashion." He said
"Yeah," I smiled and turned my attention back to my phone.
My watch looks like this by the way :
I don't know why, but this random guy making conversation with me had made me so happy inside. I had never received this kind of attention before. Then I began to think should I talk to him a bit more.. ask him what course he's doing, what year he's in et cetera- small talk..? I wanted to, but something was holding me back, so I decided against it. I just couldn't fathom how random it was- him complementing my watch!
I then tweeted this:
As I left the library and headed for the shop I couldn't help but grin, the security guard must have thought I'd gone a bit loopy. I was literally skipping outside the library, and suddenly everything seemed so nice. I was walking along thinking this (no joke:)
And I was happier still when I got to the shop. Then I thought about this quote and how true it was: