So the ONLY guy in my Women & Gender class is someone I previously found really attractive, and talking to him last semester ended very badly. I showed up for class early today (as usual) and lo and behold, who is the only other person in the room? Him. We don’t make eye contact, we don’t speak. This goes on for fifteen minutes. I am not exaggerating, I looked at the clock repeatedly to see when other people would get here and the awkwardness would end.
The MOMENT another girl with whom he had never spoken before walked in, he immediately starts talking to her about the Patriots/Ravens game. This guy rarely ever talks to anyone, but I am so glad to see that he will talk to anyone that’s not me.
Not going to lie. My pride is wounded.