14: Dream Girl

Me: but I'm not sure if I'm that good, sounds hard. Sent at 3:20 PM on Wednesday. Euroboy: Ok, I need your help. I met this girl. Euroboy: Well, I didn't meet her, but the last two days I've ran into her at lunch. And I think she purposely sat two seats away from me. Not sure what to make of that, but I think it might be destiny. Is it too soon to call her my dream girl? Me: You should just go talk to her. Euroboy: Who are you? Me: Sorry, that was my wife. She was using my computer.

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4 Responses to “14: Dream Girl”

  1. Shawn Says:

    Haha Sounds like something my wife would do…

  2. Nick Says:

    She likes to get on and see how long before my friends figure it out … Oh, and I’m pretty sure she’s trying to dig up dirt on me too–simply devious.

  3. Cindy Says:

    Devious? Maybe.

  4. Nick Says:

    Maybe? No definitely!

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