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Yatta! Yatta! Yatta! Ya-wha?
Jun. 11th, 2003 01:04 pmWHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! *chipmunk dance* Okay, I have every reason to be excited, and a few reasons to be undeniably freaked out. Reason #1 to be excited, best reason of them all, makes me VERY VERY happy and WAFFy inside-- I GOT A DATE! WHOOHOO! Couldn't be anything but a date, and *I* did the asking! Now I don't feel like such a spineless sap...
Okay, so yesterday I spent a good 4 1/2 hours at CCSF... I managed to get to the Registration Center by 4:00, and got my duplicate ticket by 4:15. I was hungry, so I wandered to the McDonald's I'd seen a block or so away (ever wonder why McDonald's are always so close to colleges? Never mind, dumb question...) and had myself some lunch. Did you know they rearranged the value menu? Some things are different now, apparently...
Anyway, so I sat eating and reading the newspaper, SLOWLY, trying to distract myself from thoughts of a certain J.Po and the fact that TODAY WAS THE DAY I HAD TO CALL HIM. Not because he said to call him, but because I doubted he could muster up the courage to do so AGAIN... not to mention I said that I'd call HIM if HE didn't call me. And so there we are. That and I was praying that I'd get into the night class at CCSF, since it was my class of choice, not to mention I didn't want to have wasted all that time there...
Well, I went back to CCSF and waited around the classroom for a while... the minutes were ticking away slowly... didn't know what to do, and all the other people signed up for the class hardly looked my age... there was even a REALLY old guy with a receding hairline! So I was pretty uncomfortable and scared of making an arse of myself... (mission accomplished!)
I went outside, swallowed my pride (hey, that rhymes!) and called him up. I tried to be relaxed and casual, but I couldn't help being afraid-- on my way back from MickeyD's, I'd hypothesized all the possible answers he could give me when I asked him to see the movie, along with a quick, casual reply. If he said he didn't want to see/already had seen the movie, I'd say, how about he suggest something? If he was busy, I'd say he can call me back when he's not. If he had said, can I bring someone along, I'd say *gulp* yeah, sure. So...
Anyway, I called... he answered, so I didn't have to sound dorky stuttering to his brother or his parents. ^^; I was all "Hi Jonathan, it's Mer." "Oh." I laughed, trying to brush said "Oh" off as a silly "disappoointed" thing. But then again, it could have been a) the wind blowing in my ear, b) the phone with its perpetually bad reception, or c) my imagination. Or maybe he always SOUNDS like that, whaddo I know!?
LONG STORY SHORT (too late) we're going to see 2F2Fat 2:30 at the Van Ness 1000! YATTA! *AND* I got into my class, so ~_~ yaaaay. And it looks to be ridiculously simple compared to the Japanese I already know. But it's credit! $44 easy credit! More details on the weird/funness of last night... but now I gotta jet to meet Jonathan at the 9th Ave/Geary bus stop... he just called and said he'd rather meet there than the theater, because "down there, it's pretty crowded." Hmmm... o_O Maybe more conversation on the bus ride then? *gulp*
AIYAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Okay, so yesterday I spent a good 4 1/2 hours at CCSF... I managed to get to the Registration Center by 4:00, and got my duplicate ticket by 4:15. I was hungry, so I wandered to the McDonald's I'd seen a block or so away (ever wonder why McDonald's are always so close to colleges? Never mind, dumb question...) and had myself some lunch. Did you know they rearranged the value menu? Some things are different now, apparently...
Anyway, so I sat eating and reading the newspaper, SLOWLY, trying to distract myself from thoughts of a certain J.Po and the fact that TODAY WAS THE DAY I HAD TO CALL HIM. Not because he said to call him, but because I doubted he could muster up the courage to do so AGAIN... not to mention I said that I'd call HIM if HE didn't call me. And so there we are. That and I was praying that I'd get into the night class at CCSF, since it was my class of choice, not to mention I didn't want to have wasted all that time there...
Well, I went back to CCSF and waited around the classroom for a while... the minutes were ticking away slowly... didn't know what to do, and all the other people signed up for the class hardly looked my age... there was even a REALLY old guy with a receding hairline! So I was pretty uncomfortable and scared of making an arse of myself... (mission accomplished!)
I went outside, swallowed my pride (hey, that rhymes!) and called him up. I tried to be relaxed and casual, but I couldn't help being afraid-- on my way back from MickeyD's, I'd hypothesized all the possible answers he could give me when I asked him to see the movie, along with a quick, casual reply. If he said he didn't want to see/already had seen the movie, I'd say, how about he suggest something? If he was busy, I'd say he can call me back when he's not. If he had said, can I bring someone along, I'd say *gulp* yeah, sure. So...
Anyway, I called... he answered, so I didn't have to sound dorky stuttering to his brother or his parents. ^^; I was all "Hi Jonathan, it's Mer." "Oh." I laughed, trying to brush said "Oh" off as a silly "disappoointed" thing. But then again, it could have been a) the wind blowing in my ear, b) the phone with its perpetually bad reception, or c) my imagination. Or maybe he always SOUNDS like that, whaddo I know!?
LONG STORY SHORT (too late) we're going to see 2F2Fat 2:30 at the Van Ness 1000! YATTA! *AND* I got into my class, so ~_~ yaaaay. And it looks to be ridiculously simple compared to the Japanese I already know. But it's credit! $44 easy credit! More details on the weird/funness of last night... but now I gotta jet to meet Jonathan at the 9th Ave/Geary bus stop... he just called and said he'd rather meet there than the theater, because "down there, it's pretty crowded." Hmmm... o_O Maybe more conversation on the bus ride then? *gulp*
AIYAAAAAAAAAAAH!
