Monday, September 10, 2007

Awkward Moments

I'm getting psyched for Bloc Party on Wednesday night. I guess it's a good thing I don't have class until 1 pm on Thrusdays...even so, if I did have class, I still wouldn't good...simple as that. So, here's a bucket of syrup I'm stuck in. I keep seeing this cute girl around when I go somewhere. She was in one of my classes sophomore year, the one class I dropped sophomore year, and for the life of me I cannot remember her name. Yep, I'm in a real Dukes of Hazzard kind of jam. I can faintly hear a banjo in my ears when she's around and I just say what's up or a good ol' hay...Squib-dubba-doddle-le-doo!!! But isn't that how it always happens, you get into a casual relationship with someone without ever hearing their name. But, I'm quite sure that she knows my name, which makes it alot worse. It's like I'm stuck in an episode of Seinfeld or Curb Your Enthusiasm. I wonder, if I were to call her Mulva would she get the obscure Seinfeld, and be pissed that I can't remember her name? Scrambled eggs all over my face...what is a boy to do?

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