Yes, that's right. I need some balls
.There's a good-looking girl from Norway who's at my Uni, doing Science... so she's in my Chemistry and Maths class.
Well, actually, she's gorgous, but let's not dwell on the details.
So, anyway. We've been seeing each other around campus a bit, and have only just started talking (you know... The generic stuff: Chemistry being boring; Math's being hard. The usual).
And here I am thinking that there's some chance of something happening between us. We're making eye-contact and smiles from across the lecture hall every now and again... Things are looking good.
And then.
(yes, that's right. There's an 'And then')
When we 'bump into' one another after class, I totally miss my opportunity to ask her for a coffee.
The chance was there. I just blew it.
It could have been anything. Coffee or even walk her back to her units... Whatever!
I just chickened out. I had the words form in my head, and a well timed pause in the conversation occurred... I just totally fucked it.
So, we part, and go our seperate ways. Never to meet again (untill maths, tomorrow).
Naturally, well after the 'incident' I was kicking myself, and trying to make excuses for my dick-headded ability to totally miss an opportunity presented.
It all comes down to the fear! I have problems talking to girls I'm attracted to. However, the rest of 'em, I'm fine with. (Doesn't that suck!)
So, go ahead, and hack shit on me (we all know how I deserve it).
Hopefully the nut fariy will bring me a good set tonight as I sleep.
