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Golfer18--old
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Ok I been trying to holler at this chick named Heather. We went out a few times my first semester. Anyway she gives all these fucking hints. I finally got to the point where I said fuck this I am gonna see what she is about. I have passed up some pussy in my days cause I am just picky. I had to say that before KAYNE jumped in on here telling stories. Let me continue. So we are in class and she writes some bullshit down on her binder. We started the 5th grade write and slide the sheet of paper thing. So I write on there that we should study for this test. She doesn't even acknowledge it. So I said fuck that. I write on there that I was at school the other day and I was gonna stop by and say hey but I didn't want to be rude. Just to see what she would say. She didn't acknowledge it. So I decided to amuse myself. I told her I would help her copy some notes and drop them by her apt.........well before all this........they got this chick that we know as "barbie hoe." She stops me in halls and kinda pins me against the wall telling me all these stories and shit. She is cool but sometimes she talks to much. Well barbie chick is sitting next to me. Hoe tells me she likes my hair I blew that shit off cause I was concentrating on Heather. So Heather tells me to come by her apt after class so we can copy those notes. I tell her ok. Well class ends and I get up and walk outside. Heahter says "Yeah don't worry about those notes I am just gonna look off the study guide." So I start laughing. This is the same hoe who gets pissed when I sit next to another girl and not by her. Same chick that hints shit to me everyday. So I hear a "I will study with you" from behind me and I turn around and its barbie chick. But I didn't say yeah cause that hoe can talk. I mean she will talk your fucking head off. Still hot though but you know how hoes can yap. So I am pretty happy this Heather thing is over. I put it out there today and gave that hoe 4 chances. Fuck it. I saw barbie chick when I walked out my stats class, I was walking back and I told her whats up, that hoe bust a Michael Jackson slide across the hall and fucking hugs me. I never been fucking hugged in college. Once again this confirms that women do not know what the fuck they want, well girls don't know what the fuck they want. I am finished with this shit. Don't know what to do about barbie chick. I been talking to her for six weeks and still don't know her name.
probably more because you ignore her
