I got a text today and I got all excited because i was hoping it would be a hot chick, but of course its the weird girl that sits diagonally behind me in french class. She starts off with a question about homework, then it started getting more serious. At this point I'm planning my escape route out of this conversation, and then i get one that says "question...". Uh ohhhhh! She asks me on a date next weekend, the whole dinner and a movie thing. Now I have a few options: lie, don't respond, accept, or tell her I'm not interested in people with large overbites. Unfortunately I didn't think of that fourth option until after so I had to tell her I already have plans with another girl next weekend. A little harsh? Possibly. She didn't respond after that so chalk it up as a win for me. They say french is the language of love, but not for this young lady, not today, not ever.
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