So, I guess it was only a matter of time...
Got hit on by one of the guys in my class. Well, History got cancelled so I went home an hour early (it would have been 2 hours earlier but I missed the other bus by like 2 minutes. Anyway, so the guy, Ben, comes up to the seat across from mine and starts talking to me. There was this hilarious bit when he found out what highschool I'd gone to.
Us: ~talking about stuff, talks about how I was at CSU~
Him: Did you dorm there?
Me: I live up in the Heights.
HIm: Oh, did you go to Heights then? (Heights High is the local Highschool)
Me: No, I wnet to a private one.
Him: What one?
Me: Beaumont.
Him: o_o O_O o_o
Me: ROFLOL.
I wanted to ask if he called it Whoremont, Blowmont, or Never-say-no-mont.
Poor guy thinks I'm a party girl and a slut no doubt. And given the attention he was giving to the right bottom corner of my backpack... no doubt knows I'm bi.