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| My Mr. Brawny (but with blonde hair!) |
He appeared in my life just as unexpectedly as everybody talks about, love really does find you when you’re not looking for it. I had just recently ended a relationship of three years, and I was now looking to party and live up my life I had missed in high school. But life had other plans for me.....
It was the first day of the fall semester, my best friend and I were waiting anxiously in our seats for our crazy human sexuality class to start(believe me this would not be the first class I would have picked but it was a requirement for my general education credits). The class was unbelievably packed, students standing outside the door, apparently it was a popular. Twenty minutes into the class the door opens and the last student walks in. Except he didn't look like a student, he was too rugged and to handsomehe to be sitting in a class with a bunch of doppy college students, learning about anatomy parts. He was tall and built like a man, he was wearing a black t-shirt with jean pants, a black ball cap, and converse shoes. He was Mr. Brawny, so sexy, so manly! But yet something so simple and irresistible. He walked right past me and stood in the back of the room. I remember leaning to my friend and saying, "Boy he's cute, and really tall!" I couldn't get him out of my mind, I was partially jittery, partially nervous, partially head of heals. For the first time class ended to quickly, I wanted to sit there and day dream about this mystery man. But it wouldn't be till next week would I get another glimpse as Mr. Brawny. I walked to my next class all the way across campus, dreaded calculus II. I walked directly to the back of the class, last row, back seat. I was not the volunteer type nor did I want to be involuntarily picked on. The back was comfortable, it was my safe zone, I was not about to abandon it now.
As the teacher started to introduce himself, he walked in. My tall handsome irresistible man! I couldn’t control my excitement and nerves, I had butterflies like crazy. I had never ever felt so instantly attracted to someone I hadn’t even spoken too. What was happening to me? Of course everything the teach said from that point was utterly useless to me. I felt like a little school girl with a big crush, I heart Bobby, Bobby + Me = Forever, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, except this was ten times worse. My mind thought about everything, 'well he's in Calculus II, he must be smart. Oh a smart man is so attractive, he could help me with my homework, could I ask him for help? What was his major? Where did he live? What would it be like to be wrapped up in those big strong arms of his........' and before I knew it class was over again. Time was a precious commidity to accomidate my day dreaming and I was not getting enough, something had to be done.
Every class I went to the rest of the week, he was in. The odds of planning the exact same schedule that early on in your college career is highly unlikely, at least when you attend one of the biggest schools in the country! This was a sign, something that could not be ignored, I had to talk to him, but how could this shy girl muster up the courage? But I had to, there was no turning back now!
Every class I went to the rest of the week, he was in. The odds of planning the exact same schedule that early on in your college career is highly unlikely, at least when you attend one of the biggest schools in the country! This was a sign, something that could not be ignored, I had to talk to him, but how could this shy girl muster up the courage? But I had to, there was no turning back now!
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