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i got hit on :-/ blehhhhhh

i came outside for some fresh air and to write alittle bit, and just be outside- granted i am still on the computer, but at least im not in my room staring at the ceiling haha... when all the sudden i see this guy out of the corner of my eye standing on the sidewalk (i'm sitting up on the ledge of a building) and he looks like hes talking to me, so i take off my headphones and hes like "hi im kelvin whats your name" and i told him and he goes and proceeds to hit on me. Telling me how pretty i am and how he only lives up afew streets and works around the corner or something- i'm only half listening becasue a good song is on, as well as the fact that i'm talking to people on line AND that hes a complete random STRANGER... so hes going on about how he would love to take me out to get a drink and im like "oh i cant drink" and he looked at me and hes like "you dont drink?" and im like "No i just cant, im not old enough" (never thought i'd be so happy to say that in my LIFE) so he asks how old i am and i told him 18 *damn the ONE TIME i actually wish i was 17, not that he would have known if i was lying or anything, but still i figured this would be a deturrant- NOPE.... so he goes "What about that bar up there that all you girls go to" and i was like OH GOD HE KNOWS ABOUT TEMPEST thank the LORD i dont go there really haha. so i was like "oh tempest? yeah i dont go there, i dont really like to drink" and hes like "oh well i dont mean DRINK i mean, just to go out" and i was like Uhhh idk im kinda busy and im currently working on homework (i was TOTALLY on facebook hahah and bullshitting with melissa) and so basically the convorsation goes on and on and i keep trying to get rid of him, telling him im rarely around school and i go home most days since i only live on long island, adn that im really busy with midterms and finals and all that bullshit so he aksed for my number "beacuse i probably wont run into you again" so i was like "i dont usually give my number out to strangers" and hes like "oh okay: and offered me his and i was like Sure, but i dont know if ill call you since im so busy and hes like "i wasnt forcing you to take it you dont need to take it if you dont want" so i just kinda stopped talking and then eventually after he was done telling me how pretty i was and that he hopes to see me around, he left..... i freaked out.. and it was funny cuz 3 guys that seemed to be from school stopped to watch him talk to me adn i was like OMG maybe theyll interrupt him... but they didnt... -_- soo yeah, now that i am officially creeped out that i'm going to run into this guy at Tempest some night or see him on campus, i can rest easy -_-. i wish aly or someone was with me so i could be like "uhh sorry this is my girlfriend/boyfriend" ughhhh i should have played stupid artschool lesbian or something! oh well... i highly doubt ill ever see hij again, and normally i wouldnt even care becasue its always flattering to have someone hit on you- but it never happens with someone attractive.... its always creepy old guy, dirty mexican or arbitrary lesbian... and in this case- early 30s black guy with jamaican accent.... oh what a night and to topp it all off a little mouse just ran across the flat and is currently trying to jump on top of the ledge..... i think i'm going to die.... *shutter* time to move, no mice for me today. i dont need to risk freaking out and dropping my mac off the 8 foot ledge by accident beacuse of it..
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