I know what you're all thinking... you haven't written in how long and that is the title you give me!? Food. Just hang on... because yes I love food and yes it's an appropriate title.
Sorry I haven't written a post and am so behind on Sunday Favorites... that you all are in the fetal position wondering where in the world did I run off too! I am not dead... just busy with normal college student things.
1. I started french this semester... so be prepared for many posts about me having no hair because I am pulling it out... (I am learning... I can say Barbara in french) 2. I said goodbye to my dear precious taggers and lifeguards which was one of the hardest things I have had to do in a while. (my lifeguards haha... I am not that cool. The lifeguards that I stand next to ever so often is more like it. And then those two lifeguards I actually text and have their number. Please don't think I am cool...) I am still weeping at times over it. 3. A cute boy called me like a week ago... that never happens so I thought we could all celebrate together. 4. I am currently in school, in fact as I write I am in my computer lab waiting for my creation studies class. 5. I moved off campus and am living with two of the sweetest, interesting, and fun loving girls I know. They are huge blessings and I can't wait to share our adventures as the semester progresses. 6. EXCITING NEWS. I am now in possession of a brand new macbook pro... holla. 7. Deux Mondes is french means Two Worlds... unknowingly a Tarzan reference. Made the class period.
Anyway... I thought I owed you a little update, before I actually update you. And now let's move on to the post...
This is for those social college boys who think talking to a girl is going to work by making her feel awkward, insult her, and then proceed to insult her family. Because we all know as girls, we go crazy for that.
Yes, this is a true story...
Well yesterday before my French class I decided to grab a raspberry yogurt parfait (ah, now you get the title...) and there was an open couch so naturally I am like oh good let me sit there. Now note, I had headphones... and didn't look very friendly either. I walk over and there it starts: a boy who looks around my age is like yeah come over don't be shy... join the party. My first initial reaction was to run away and cry, I hate social meetings haha. But that's weird... so I turned up my music, gave a polite smile and fake giggle and sat down. He then proceeds to ask if I was a freshman... no I just happen to age better than you. That's rude... so I said no I am a junior... he then was like why are you so shy then. He proceeds to tell me how there is room next to him... okay wannabe pimp no thank you. After they annoyed me enough to find out my major and where I am from they proceed to ask me how in the world my parents could make a living while living here because there is nothing to do. Teaching wasn't satisfactory enough for them... I then found my escape said nice to meet you and darted onto class.
This boys, is not how you even make friends with a girl. This shouldn't be how you talk to anyone. I will never be eating yogurt on that couch again....
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