not have the slightest idea of \u200b\u200bhow much it bothers me that I talk on the street for no better reason than the time to ask, and yes, often escapes the true question intention, and those who do not on this occasion (the meeting a total stranger who saw a certain way nice) have a dry response from me.
guess it's my aberration to the people who may find worthwhile, but I let myself be guided by first impressions and my first impression covers everything from how I talk to the shows and as hobbies go dress. What am I doing wrong? not quite, 99% of my predictions, with the help of Ryoko, always come out successful. Not for nothing for two years and I met my nii ... in other cases a week would have stopped talking.
But let's what brings me here. Months ago, I could not tell if many or not, soon after I got home last semester came to my door ... it was touching which at first I assumed it was a traveling salesman, and I say this because my house come from Christian crosses to pizza vendors (which I feel is made with milk cheese giant rat.) He was a guy who came to offer a kind of extension studies which, as every woman cautious and aware of where I live, no, I opened the door and attended by the window (I know that sounds like old wagon, but better So to come to allow ourselves to save a lot of beer someone who has more ink on your body than a book).
gave me a huge woolly on this school and so for several minutes, I was tired of high school and frankly I was sick, until do not let her back out for nothing (admittedly touching door to door asking to be horrendous) I told him I was interested in the graphic design (he was serious) and asked my name. Was more or less well.
- What's your name? -
-Elisa-
- Elizabeth? -
"No, Elisa
- With" S "? -
" Yes - Really? that cool, nice name-
"Yes, why? -
" Because I read a novel where Elisa and I went a looking for someone with that name, and you're the first to know the name well-
"Oh, damn"
"My name is Dante-
" As the guy from Devil May Cry "(See, I got the otaku what?).
From there came talk because it happens that the guy is also otaku, it was in time returned to almost complete my entrance into graphic design (computer) failed and eventually retired with the girl who came to make the admissions interview.
I thought I had done that and I even forgot what happened, until a few days ago, a week or slightly more returned to play my door ... he was with another guy. And now the thing was simple was the "last to ask for my email and my cell si algo salía”… Raro. Y no empiezen con conclusiones raras… ¡no lo hagan!… que tipo tan raro.
Saben, hay gente que considera extraño que me guste ver el Rupaul’s Drag Race , que es un concurso de Drag Queens, que básicamente son hombres que se visten de mujeres de forma muy extravagante y hacen playback, cantan, hacen sus trajes y demás cosas. Y de verdad no lo entiendo, digo, yo veo Drag Queens que quieren ganar un concurso y ser la nueva reina; y otros gustan de ver gente emborracharse y andar en peleas estúpidas… cada quien sus gustos, por supuesto.
Es extraño que a alguien le interese eso, lo admito, no todos los pubertos de 16 come and they say "Hey, I like to see a transvestite contest on TV-(I know that a Drag and a transvestite are very different, CLARIFIED), but great design clothes in question, not days, but hours. I guess this is what I like about this program.
For the next post, my childhood trauma ... that never happened or that I never had the opportunity to meet, but I know it's something that unnerves me for six.
-Miucha-
PD: York, the prize ...
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