I'm glaring at you through the keyboard as I write this, Madre. Just to let you know. XD
So I was walking back to my dorm with my umbrella out (also, Madre, I recant my comment to you about how I don't need an umbrella...the novelty of walking around without one wore off about the second time I got home drenched.) and going through the physics plaza when I saw someone from my physics class there. I had talked to her a couple times so I waved and she waved back.
At this point I should mention that a) I had my umbrella out primarily because of the wind, not the rain, because for whatever reason I like the feeling of having an umbrella out in the wind. We already know that I'm weird. Also, b) the physics plaza is between the two buildings with a long staircase on one end which faces the water so wind comes up the staircase from the water and is funneled through the plaza rather quickly. Finally, c) as I've mentioned before my umbrella is engineered to take a large amount of wind before it turns inside out so when it does the force is nearly enough to put Mary Poppins to shame.
Can you see where this is going?
Events conspired in roughly this order: I waved, and as my brain registers her waving back suddenly this HUGE gust of wind flies up and hits my umbrella, which rockets back into my face, flips over, and flies off into some corner where it sulked and looked all forlorn and inside-out. Meanwhile, I scream "FLIBBERTIGIBBET" which isn't even an expletive, let alone a manly one, and proceed to run around and gather my stuff up while simultaneously trying to be somewhere else.
This always seems to happen around girls.
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Oh William...you are my son, aren't you? There can be no mistaking that. Ever.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry that you had to get all of my mo moment genes. We need to come up with something to call yours, since mo moments don't work for anyone not named Mo. Will Weirdness? How about that?
What did the girl do? Roll her eyes heavenward and walk away, pretending she never saw you before in her life? See, I would have helped you chase your umbrella. I would have felt entirely responsible, since I had waved at you. Because you know my guilt complex. There can be no one on earth with a larger Catholic guilt complex than your mother. I'm sure it's larger than any pope's. Hmm. That doesn't sound right.
Am I weird?
Will's Weirdness doesn't seem complex enough of a name. It doesn't have a 15 letter long word that I can't pronounce. ") I LOVE reading this blog. I hope you don't mind William. It makes me smile and most of the time even giggle and I really need that right now. Especially since you are your mother's son.
ReplyDeleteI can't help but be proud of you through your Mother. Now that I've found your blog (through your Mother), I will be back to keep up with your adventures. All my best. R
ReplyDeleteThis just make me smile.
ReplyDeletePffff. Nice. xD To be fair, sounds like something I would do. Seriously. Except I wouldn't lose manly points since technically I'm not supposed to have them.
ReplyDeleteTechnically.
Also, don't worry too much. I'm pretty sure most girls would just find it cute and endearing. xD
(.....also, in case you couldn't tell, this is Rose. xD Cause CLEARLY anyone could have my LJ username. Clearly)