Sunday, February 7, 2010

Story of a Man with a Bad Heart

Caved. I gave in on the secretiveness of these posts. Two of my close friends have seen and read to their hearts content. I hope that doesn't change my attitude or destroy the sense of escape this use to be for my conscious.

Week and Weekend were uneventful. Poster style events for a reasonably successful college student. I attended my classes and went to a winter carnival hosted by the school. There was a small house party at my frat last night but it was uneventful due to the size and scope. I did get he pleasure of listening to several cute ( see previous posts for def. of cute) girls discuss the merits of sleeping with then killing a guy. Unnerving as I drove them across town late at night unarmed. They didn't kill me. They didn't sleep with me. Oh well some things never change.

Had an interesting conversation with Kelli while I was basically sober. I chose to send her a song lyric and was pleasantly surprised by an almost instantaneous response. That's in sharp contrast to tonight when she asked if I wanted to webcam then didn't get on at the time she chose. We sent lyrics back and forth about love and missing someone. She stops to switch the topic to the possibility of a visit. I was ecstatic. She says she hopes to soon. Sadly I want her too. The last visit wasn't the best. Though it had it's moments that I wouldn't trade for the world. Maybe this is a test of my resolve and it's crucial that I pass. Realistically. I'd still choose her and that's most likely not the correct answer anymore. We'll see.

I did get the chance to talk to the old German exchange student from my HS today. She's literally the complete package. Smart. Pretty. Genuinely Nice. Funny...etc, etc. She's in Law School, speaks 6 languages, models professionally and has referred to me as cool multiple times. She suggested I go abroad for grad school. It's tempting. Number one, it allows me to fantasize about the possibility of University in Germany that turns into a hot romance between me and her. I can see it now. She probably already has the German beer maid outfit out and ready for me. Seriously she's smokin' hott. Number two, I want to go to Germany. Beautiful girl aside some of the greatest math of all time took place there. I love the idea of walking the same halls the Bernoulli's and their like did. The education would be top notch and the it'd open a whole different range of academia to me if I choose that as my career. Finally it could help me kick my Kelli habit. Surely, She can't compete with a whole continent. Much to ponder in the coming days.

Tune in soon for:

Summer Internship

Lady in a Red Hoodie, my possible new squeeze

How to Blow her away this Valentine's Day

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