My karma is definitely out of whack as of late. I like the attention and all but women?!!! Yeah, women! So far, I know about 3. Two of them happen to be classmates of mine (Economics--Macro). Both sit on either side of me. How do I know that they 'like' me that way? Well, it's all the giggles, the hair flipping, the flirting, and their voices. I can tell. And it irritates the fucking hell out of me. Funny thing is, I don't have the heart to tell them that I like dick too. Sooner or later, I have to tell them. My plan, would be to wear my "Swallows" tee shirt on the last day of class, then maybe they can take the hint.
The other girl, I just recently found out. Apparently, this new girl at work have a crush on me. I don't know who because the informer doesn't want to tell me. She (informer) said that the girl (drooling over me) told them that I was cute and was later embarrassed when they told her that I was a fudgepacker/packee. It was then decided (by the droolee) that I should never ever know of her identity. Yeah right, I'm sure all I have to do is wear my hottest outfit (one that accentuates my ass and upper body (HA!) and go to each and every girl at work to find out who would swoon. The thing that disturbs me the most is that how in the hell did she not know? I mean I not a big nelly but I'm totally out at work. I'm sure she's heard me hum or belt out a show tune from time to time. And flirt with other guys at work. How can you not know?
Was she that blinded from my beauty that she didn't recognize my affinity to all things fabulous, but disregarded it instead as being in good taste?
Yeah, I'm talking right out of my ass.
