If I had a nickel for every time I thought some random guy could/should be my future husband...
I would have a pile of nickels. A large pile. I could probably buy something nice for myself.
Here we have the most recent men and why we're getting married. Obviously.
carpet cleaning guy: we like the same musician. and he was in my apartment for like, ten whole minutes.
the guy sitting in front of me in the library: because he's there. and i like his windbreaker.
Peter from the crosswalk: my first "hi, I'm an RM" experience.
the boy who smiled at me from his hot car: duh.
mustache man (who said I was the first to compliment, not run away): he obviously needs me.
and then there's hot, reading man in library (need I say more?) who is probably the perfect combination of all of the above. right? yeah, until his girl comes and hugs him for a long time. Too long. She has a ring. Although, this supposedly isn't a problem because, as I've heard from way too many professors/leaders, it's not over until he has a ring on.
this place is weird.
but we all know best friends who write really great letters are the best.
Happy weekend! I only have two more until my first semester of college is done. Done done done.
&& if everything goes as planned, I will be seeing Like Crazy tonight and shedding some happy/sad tears with the best friend (I need some catharsis up in here!).