How to meet girls/make friends in #France: Jétais having my way with a sloppy sandwich with some friends, when I felt someone tap my shoulder from behind. I spin around, and see this nice girl I met earlier shoving a pen at me and sticking out her forearm. Your name, she demanded. She noticed me confusedly staring at her bare arm, and added I dont have paper. So yeah, I tattooed my deets on her arm with my ketchup/mustard/mayonnaise-coated hands. ;) I bumped into her again later in the day. Without looking at me, she asks what kind of music do you listen to, rock, rap, or what? I flashed my killer smile and answered #ROCK! (duh). Then without skipping a beat, she declared thats good, were friends now. And then she closes her eyes and says I love this guitar solo, referring to the song that was blasting on the loudspeakers. It was, indeed, #awesome. :p Im #confused. She does sports (actually scored a rugby try earlier), she jams to classic rock, and shes apparently just as scatterbrained as I am. What should I be feeling right now? :o
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 14:07:49 +0000