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windandwaterUhhhmmmm...
So, I was in the comp lab, as stated in my previous LJ posts. I was bumping a few more threads on Gaia before I signed out when Cute Mid-Semester Guy from last year came up and chatted with me. Now, that's no problem with me. We're all trying to be polite; he asked if I interned, I said no because of family things, I asked in return, he said he had the same problem. Blah blah blah. We've conversed before, usually in the elevators or if we cross paths in the hallway or library, but he's hardly what I would consider a friend. Just an aquaintance.
Why am I writing about this?
Because to get my attention from the computer screen, he touched me. *freaks out* No, this wasn't like, a tap on the shoulder or a pat on a sleeve-clad arm. He touched me on my back. Like, that spot right between the shoulderblades and just under the neck. *freaks out some more* I was damn near stunned when I felt the touch before I realized it was Mid-Semester Guy. I'm a very personal, non-touchy person. I protect my personal space.
But he touched me!
WTF?! Why the hell would he do that? And don't say it's because I looked cute, because I was wearing jeans and the free school long-sleeved shirt they gave out during Orientation last year. And my hair was probably a mess because I had just washed it, then walked in the wind to get to the bus.
I think I'll freak out quietly a bit more.
And the first person who says anything close to the effect of: "Awww! Our Sera-chan is growing up!" will be smote quite furiously.
So, I was in the comp lab, as stated in my previous LJ posts. I was bumping a few more threads on Gaia before I signed out when Cute Mid-Semester Guy from last year came up and chatted with me. Now, that's no problem with me. We're all trying to be polite; he asked if I interned, I said no because of family things, I asked in return, he said he had the same problem. Blah blah blah. We've conversed before, usually in the elevators or if we cross paths in the hallway or library, but he's hardly what I would consider a friend. Just an aquaintance.
Why am I writing about this?
Because to get my attention from the computer screen, he touched me. *freaks out* No, this wasn't like, a tap on the shoulder or a pat on a sleeve-clad arm. He touched me on my back. Like, that spot right between the shoulderblades and just under the neck. *freaks out some more* I was damn near stunned when I felt the touch before I realized it was Mid-Semester Guy. I'm a very personal, non-touchy person. I protect my personal space.
But he touched me!
WTF?! Why the hell would he do that? And don't say it's because I looked cute, because I was wearing jeans and the free school long-sleeved shirt they gave out during Orientation last year. And my hair was probably a mess because I had just washed it, then walked in the wind to get to the bus.
I think I'll freak out quietly a bit more.
And the first person who says anything close to the effect of: "Awww! Our Sera-chan is growing up!" will be smote quite furiously.
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Date: 2003-09-25 10:15 pm (UTC)Breathe, now...
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Date: 2003-09-26 12:08 am (UTC)*wheeze*