Today ended up quite interesting. Let me tell you the story. In the middle of reading that Jack Zipes article that I mentioned in the last post, a random guy comes up to me and just says, "This is for you, bye!" It was just a few words written on a note card that said, "I love you! Study hard now and then have fun later. You rock!!" I have absolutely no idea who this guy was, but I assume he had a small stack of note cards and was handing them out to random people studying in the library.
I thought it was funny, and I showed my roommate when she came out to see me (she works in the media center, and I tend to study right outside of there). At this point, another guy sat across from me at the table and asked to see the card, and he chuckled at it. Then, after about 20 minutes, he slides a piece of paper and a pencil over to me and says, "Here's another one for you."
What was it? To my utter surprise, he had written a poem about me while sitting there. It was pretty clever actually, and he wanted to know if I was single. I started to freak out just a little at this point. This type of thing never happens to me, and my mind honestly went blank as I tried to think of a witty response. I managed to get out four lines of poetry and give him my number (20 seconds of courage, right?). Definitely single.
We went back and forth, writing poems until he had to go. He asked me out for 7:30 tonight, but I already made plans to see a show, so that was a no go. He didn't tell me his name, but he took down my number and said that he would text me sometime (probably also in rhyming verse).
I was kind of dumbfounded at this point, and of course, it was kind of difficult to concentrate, so I left too. And I was trying so hard to not look at him and be super awkward that I don't think I got a really good look at him. I think I was pretty awkward anyway. That's the story of my life when it comes to attractive men--I get awkward. This was only augmented by the fact that when I lived in Italy for a year and a half, it was for a mission, and I was basically sworn off of dating until I got back. Granted, it's been almost a year now, and I have gone on dates, but the awkwardness remains.
I really don't know if he's going to ask me out again, and maybe I just acted like a complete idiot, but it was pretty exciting. Even if he doesn't, that made my day! It would be the perfect way for someone to ask me out, since I'm an English major and I greatly admire wit. But for now, he remains my elusive, personal Shakespeare.
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