WHAT vibe??

do i send out some weird ass vibe or something?

it's a long story, but im going to tell it anyway. just because anyone who reads this has too much time on their hands (kidding...don't leave. lol) 

so one year ago, i had this class called English Literature I. there weren't many people in that class, but there was this one guy who kinda stood out because he kept staring at me. he sat all the way in the front, right in front of the teacher, and i sat all the way in the back against the wall. so it was weird when he turned around in his chair to look at me. and you can imagine how weird that would look. he literally had to turn his whole body around to look at me. at first, i didn't really care, but then it became a lot more frequent, so i was like, is he daydreaming my way? so i would glare at him, and he would WAVE back at me. so i knew he wasn't daydreaming. when he stared, it would probably be about 3 minutes at a time, and that's pretty long. but he would never find the effort to talk to me (thank god), but whenever we passed each other on campus, he would "naturally" just turn around and stare at me. 

so fast forward to sophomore year (this year) first semester. i see him again on campus, and i've completely forgotten he had existed in my little world, what with summer break and all, but when he started to stare at me again that way, i remembered how creepy it was. then fast forward to sophomore year second semester, i land myself in Shakespeare II and guess what? he's in that class. i thought it would be the same as English Lit. first class it was. he sat in the front, i sat all the way in the back. he stared. then second class, i sat in the back again, and i watched him walk into the class, and in my mind, i was just willing him not to sit next to me. but he does. sorta. i had a chair to my left that was unoccupied, so i put my jacket and bag there, and he takes the seat next to that. so we had a chair in between us. 

so about five minutes into the class, (we're watching a movie) he turns to me, and smiles. (and believe me, im not stuffing words in his mouth, i remember them real clearly, and i think anyone else would too if they were me...)

him: "your eyes and your lips look really familiar" 

me: "um...okay" 

i bring my mac to this class because he talks super fast. so im on it writing a paper and talking on my AIM at the same time. so he leans back on his chair, and i can see out of the corner of my eyes that he's looking at what im doing. 

him: "you're lucky you got a laptop. i just got a stupid gateway"

i chose to ignore him...what do you say to that? 

him: "i can see you're a multi-tasker."

me: "yes..." 

him: "what kind of AIM are you using?"

me: "it's special made for the apple"

by now, you'd think he'd stop talking to me, because my demeanor wasn't that friendly. and for him to see that my AIM looks different from regular AIM is a little too close for comfort to me. so then after that, he DOES stop talking, but in the middle of the movie, he leans real close and he says

him: "im gonna go take a shower. be back in five." 

WTF. I DONT CARE

then today. i get to class (i skipped class one night) and this time, i chose the back row again, and there was just two empty seats. so i took the one next to the wall, and put my bag on the other one. he comes in, i try not to look at him, but he comes over, and he's like

him: "do you mind if i sit here? can you move your bag?" 

so i look up at him, more like glare at him, but i move the bag anyway because he didn't seem to get it, and he sits down. 

him: "sorry to disturb your bag" 

again...another WTF is smeared across my face. so here i am, typing again, trying to concentrate on what the professor is saying and he keeps laughing at me. 

him: "you're cheating." 

he kept saying that over and over whenever i started to type. i dont really know what the hell he was saying, but yeah, that's what he said. 

him: "what's your friend's name?" 

he saw me and my friend vivian at a starbucks several times now, and he's seen me talk to her a lot. 

me: "why do you want to know?"

him: "why can't i know?"

me: "because you'll never talk to her and because you'll never be friends with her"

him: "but you're always with her"

me: "so..." 

he stops talking for now, but then he keeps asking me what her name is even though im obviously trying to concentrate on the professor and then out of the blue he goes

him: "listen, can i ask you for a favor?"

me: "no" 

i didn't even hesitate. i mean, WHO THE CRAP ARE YOU TO ASK ME FOR FAVORS?!?! so he kept asking me, and i kept saying no. then towards the end of the class 

him: "you haven't even heard what the favor is. i won't be here because blah blah blah, so i need you to take notes for me." 

me: "why me? you have friends in this class"

him: "yes, but you're right next to me."

me: "so is that other girl"

him: "yes but i trust you and you seem very studious"

me: "no. the answer will still be no even if you ask me tomorrow"

so i stand up, scurrying to put my laptop in it's sleeve. 

me: "you know, you're making me feel real uncomfortable now."

him: "what?? how? it's not like im asking you to eat sushi with me"

and at that point i wanted to punch him for being a creep, an asshole, and a racist all at once. 

tell me, am i sending off some weird vibe?!

this blog is depressing

my memory is forever shattered...

i was in my children's literature class, and yes...its where you read books like, mother goose, harry potter and all the children's classics. 

we were on the subject of little red riding hood, and all the stories i grew up with just went right out the window with this professor. 

professor: "there are many versions of the little red riding hood, as well as other great children's classics. indeed, there is a new twist...the germans did a pornographic version of little red riding hood." [a bunch of sniggering throughout the class]

stupid girl: [raises her hand] "professor, how can the little red riding hood EVER be put into a pornographic film?" 

professor: "well, let me read you an excerpt."

so she continues to read the usual lines, like...oh how big your nose is and oh, how long your ears are. whatever. then all of a sudden i hear her say: "and wolf said- little red! take your clothes off and get into bed!" 

and i was like. whoa. then she goes and puts up a little clip of the german porno for little red riding hood...showing the girl i always recognized as innocent and sweet, in a elektra suit that was black and red leather and pointy madonna boobs. the werewolf had sculpted abs and his penis was covered with nothing but fur. 

i was completely horrified. 

not to mention scarred for life.

my children are NOT by any means ever to take this course or ever get a hold of this german porno of little red riding hood. 

back and blue

break was surprisingly...LONG this break. maybe because i wasn't away for the first time in like, four years. towards the end of the break, i ran out of people to visit, people to annoy and people to make fun of...i just couldn't think of anything else to do anymore. but i did go back and forth between [freakin] new jersey, new york and boston...that wasn't much fun either. wish i went to toronto, or better yet, hong kong. 

but why the blue? 

i went snowboarding a week [?] before coming back, and yeah. im not as "pro" as i hoped i would be, even after doing it for the last four years...

1. don't go snowboarding when it hasn't snowed more than 5 inches that year.

you'll regret it. trust me. there's so much ICE on the ground that "landing gracefully" just isn't an option. it hurts. 

2. don't ask someone who's just as pro as you know you are, to help pick you up. 

you'll just fall right back down. 

3. wear gloves, long socks, ear muffs, ... all good things that will protect you from the cold. 

unless you live in california. then you can snowboard in shorts and a t-shirt. how awesome is that??

4. never fall in the middle of the mountain.

because - one, someone will run you over. - two ... someone will run you over

5. make sure you're not color blind. 

or if you are, take someone with you who isn't. you don't want to mistaken the black diamond for a green diamond. [but you would also have to be retarded to think that green will be a diamond. greens are usually circles...] 

6. bring your own food.

the cafeteria's at the mountain are usually a million dollars for a rock hamburger

7. go with your friends.

not your parents. although you should go with them if you want to leave within five minutes of your arrival.