Ms. Taray

I'm at work. My supervisor's kid's sick, so he's not in, hence more browsing time for me.

I'm so tired. I had a block class -- 5 hours straight. Really rigorous -- my Sustainable Design class, then had Statistics right after. Afterwards, I was so hungry! My head's throbbing; and I still have five more hours before I can go home. I'm staying after work to attend this career networking session for international students.

Anyway, just came off my coffee break, and saw Khalil again. He's this guy in my Sustainable Design class, he's taking that combined undergraduate and graduate degree in the School of International Service (SIS), Global Environmental Politics (GEP). We essentially study similar topics, but I just have more science classes (I'm in the College of Arts and Sciences) and I don't graduate with a dual degree; moreover, technically, his course takes an extra year.

Anyway, he's this really buff mulatto guy. I know him from a class I wanted to take last year; I attended the first day of the class, where everyone had to introduce themselves. He grew up in Takoma Park (where Kuya Nik lives and is known for being really green and hippie). We were just 10 students, and I was the only undergraduate. After that first class, I dropped, I was intimidated; the fact that it was a block class from 5 - 9 pm (or later) -- and I was still living in Takoma Park (so after taking the subway, I would get home at quarter to midnight) made things worse.

Occassionally, I would see him around campus, he's not hard to miss, especially at the gym. I'm not sure if he's an athlete or just a gym buff.

Anyway, you know how I am, Miss Taray, never shows any emotion. Lately, I've been less friendly, though I do talk when spoken too, I don't smile at strangers or even acquaintances -- I've just had too much on my mind. So we were walking to the bathroom together during the 10 min break in class, I should've said something, especially when he looked behind at me, instead of just giving him that "Why you looking at me?" look. LOL! Then a few hours after class, I saw him again, I was in the coffee shop, I was jokingly thinking, "if he comes over here, he likes me" (-- I recently re-watched "A Very long engagement"). LOL! Anyway, I almost forgot about it, when, as I was waiting for the elevator from the coffee shop, he steps in, avoiding my gaze. I was gonna try to smile this time. But he grabs a newspaper and stares at it; totally avoiding me.

But then again, I can totally be making this up, and he may not even know I exist. But I should make more environmentalist friends, and less business majors (aka party-goers).

This has happened a lot to me this semester, in my Statistics class for example, there's this other guy, about 6'2, all - American blonde, buff and cute, but when he would look my way, I'd give him the same taray stare, eventually he stopped staring. One time, I caught him staring, and gave him this really mean taray stare (I didn't mean too, it was the day I thought I "lost" my wallet), he looked mortified. The next session, he sat two seats away from me.

It's so funny, these are big guys! I doubt they like me or find me special or anything like that, they probably see me as just another girl, but it's so funny how easily intimidated they get. I bet they're thinking "that girl's bad news, she might be psycho, she's scary." LOL!