Probably didn't tell you this, but last Wednesday, I had a full fledged conversation with Lurvy. Well, more like I asked random questions and he answered, but by the time his dad came and broke into his car (he had locked himself out of his vehicle), I learned a few things about our buddy Lurvs:
His favorite colors are green and black
If he could have a house of any color it would be black
The color of the door would be red. Personally, I have always admired red doors, ever since I saw that one commercial that was about a magical red door.
His favorite season is Spring
He likes cloudy days rather than sunny ones because everything looks cooler when it's cloudy. I agree on this, because colors are bolder and truer on cloudy days, and shadows are less apparent.
His favorite number is 11, because his birthday is in November
His favorite person is his Dad
He lives far away from Duchesne
He doesn't like Spanish
He likes English and History.
He has two dogs.
I suppose it is weird for me to know these things, when we are little more than acquaintances, but I feel as though this was good practice for talking to boys in the future. Not that Lurvy isn't a boy, just that he is not a potential dating option at this current point in time. Who knows, maybe he might be in the future. Not that I have coordinated any future plans involving Lurvy and me, but maybe in the future if were ever so inclined to have a crush on, or maybe even like (romantically speaking) Lurvy, I may or may not create plans that involve both of us in the future because in that situation he would be a boy that I crush on/like/love. Not that I do do any of those things at the moment, because I don't. I'm not saying it would be impossible, though, because he is a perfectly nice boy, just not a perfectly nice boy that I currently have any feelings for besides casual friendship.
Do you now see why I need to practice talking to members of the opposite ilk? It took me that long to say "We're just friends."
Honestly, I am hopeless.
On a more exciting note, I saw Mongo talking to a boy last night. My mind was just about blown. I was confused, excited, and anxious all at once. My first thought was, "Did he fill out the proper applications to be talking to her?" Just goes to show that I need to get my priorities straight and keep a better eye on Mongo. Who else is going to fight off the mob of males who have fallen in love with her?
“Always be wary of any helpful item that weighs less than its operating manual.”
― Terry Pratchett, Jingo
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