Today was interesting…but there was one point I should like to highlight as being definitely most intriguing.
I was waiting outside in the hall with all the other students, minding my own business…and then HE comes up. Yes, this guy named —- (I’ll call him Red Leader for now — for some strange reason the nickname hit me today…idk why lol).
He sat with me last class, curious about my studies and all…I don’t mind the questions, they’re rather harmless. But this class…it was unnerving. He asked me if I had facebook or a cell phone or something… My response…
*sitting at long desk, shuffling through pack for pens*
“Uh yes, I do, but I don’t give them out very often… sorry.” *insert sheepish grin that is only slightly imp-like (very slightly)*
Red Leader “Oh no no, no problem at all, just wondering.” *solitary pause of musing*
The kid intrigues me. He’s a psychology major who’s taking this class as an elective. His mom works in a courthouse as either a judge or part of the jury (idk which). And, he has a cane.
Any form of disability (and I cringe to use the word) piques my interest. I’m one of the odd-balls out there that actually finds our lacking-ness in ability as being attractive (and I don’t mean in an omgosh-I-like-you-lets-go-get-coffee-now kind of way, but as in an oh-you-are-very-unique-what-is-your-story sort of way; I swear, it’s the author in me that wants out :P he reminds me of a character I once created lol).
Anyways, so Red Leader here walks with aid of a cane. I don’t know his story…I do know he took the stairs with me the VERY FIRST day of school (and I hadn’t seen him since then till this last Thursday), but since that day he’s taken the elevator and his cane hasn’t left his side.
My mind is full of all kinds of strange possibilities. Whatever the case, this curious fellow intrigues me. However, being a girl, I know I have to be terribly, terribly careful with how I handle this acquaintance-ship because guys tend to take things out of context. And I DEFINITELY do not LIKE him in the way that a 12 yr old would define “like” (inbetwixt those horrendous giggles while huddled under blankets at a kiki). I simply find him to be a curious soul.
Thus, from behind a mask of solitary calmness, I shall investigate that which intrigues me…in a most sly manner :P I feel like a detective!
That’s all for now!
God bless :)