"Hey I Don't Know You But Here's A Flower"

"Hey I just met you

and this is crazy

so here's a flower

talk to me maybe?"

Although that might have not been the first thing that I heard when I answered the door on Thursday night, it sure felt that way.

Here I was, finishing off a piece of bread, intently watching Chopped: Teen episode on Food Network. I was eager to focus my attention to the show considering my favorite part (the dessert round) was about to come on.

Then all of a sudden the doorbell rings. I yell, "Come in!" just as everyone else does in this apartment.

Nothing.

I get up, wondering if it's another kid selling deliciousness, like Sees candy bars. Just previously a kid was selling homemade cinnamon rolls for a dollar. Oh how they were glorious! Best dollar I spent.

But alas, it was not a kid selling Sees candy bars. It was two random guys and one of them had a flower in his hand. First thing I hear is, "Hey I don't know you but here's a flower."

...Okay... Where are they going with this?

We start talking about the usual stuff that everyone asks when you're in college. What's your name, what are you majoring in, what ward are you in, and all that jazz.

Sadly enough, I don't remember the first guy's name at all. I told him later on that he looks like a guy that I know named Stephen, so I'll just call him that. (Stephen, if you're reading this, oh hey! xD)

Then the second guys name was two first names, so I have a variety of guesses on what his actual name is. Luke Bryan? Bryan Luke? Mark Bryan? I want to say Luke Bryan, because apparently he's a country singer and it would be no big deal if I met "Luke Bryan". So I'll just go with that.

Turns out Stephen has randomly knocked on a girl's door from his ward and gave her a flower too, then she slammed the door in his face and she's ignored him ever since. I laughed and jokingly told them that if they're interesting enough I'd blog about all of this. They agreed and told me that I should blog how I met these two cool guys on a Thursday night.

Yeah.. not exactly.

It's not like I didn't mind talking to them, but there was a lot of awkward silences and they even admitted that they got the flower from a bush outside (which I knew considering I walk by them every day multiple times).

The entire conversation was just odd, and I kinda figured that they checked me out through the window and wanted to talk to me. They also gained creeper status because Stephen took a picture of me when I was talking mid-sentence.

Not. Cool.

After they left, they may have gained my name, where I live, my ward, and a picture of me... But they failed to leave with my number, and a desire for me to talk to them ever again.

But I was perturbed, because of them I didn't find out who won Chopped.

Lame Pick Up Lines Do NOT Work

So I had the privilege to watch the 5 hour version of Pride and Prejudice with my amazing roommates Kelsi and Julia. We grabbed a pizza and some soda and headed over to the Lounge to watch it on the big screen instead of our laptop. Sadly enough, the tv in our apartment doesn't have a DVD hookup.

About an hour or so in, we noticed that there was this bug on the screen. Julia took it upon herself to get rid of the insect in the most obvious way possible...

She grabs a pillow that she was using, swipe it across the TV, (and in one fluid motion) throw it against the wall, turn 180 degrees, do a little jump, all while running away and jumping back on the couch. It was seriously the cutest and funniest thing ever.

About two hours in, a girl and a guy started to do their homework at the table, not bothering us whatsoever. I didn't really think much of it until the girl left thirty minutes later and the guy stuck around.

That, is where it all went downhill from there.

The guy singles me out by pointing at me and asks me my name. (Note: He never told me his name so I will proceed to call him Arnold from now on.)

I told him my name was Emily, and he then asked me, "Emily, do you have a band-aid? Since I hurt myself when I fell for you."

Me, only hearing the first half of his question, I idiotically said, "Uhm, in my apartment?" Then realizing when I spoke those last words I realized Arnold used one of the oldest pick up lines in the book. I seriously wanted to do a face palm and I was hoping he was joking.

Alas, he was not.

While Arnold was throwing more pick up lines at me such as, "What's your favorite temple? Because I'm looking at mine," or "Is your name virtue? Since you garnish my thoughts unceasingly." (The first thing you asked me was my name you imbecile, don't use that one! >.<) Julia jumped off of the couch and rolled over to where Kelsi was sitting so he couldn't see her. She mouthing the word, "No," to me over and over again, so I switched my answer to "maybeeee" to no.

But Arnold wasn't exactly giving it up. "Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again?" escaped his mouth and I gave Julia and Kelsi multiple looks as he was literally looking up pick up lines from his phone.

He goes on and starts talking about a pick up line that involved marriage, which just freaks me out more. It went something along the lines of, "You know what I want? I want to be sitting down with my kids one day, and they'd ask me about my first love. I can tell them about how I saw this most magnificent, beautiful girl..." and I cut Arnold off since he lost his train of thought. I finished the pick up line saying, "and you'd point at me and say that's her," since I knew how it was going to end. I'm the master of pick up lines.

Then he started to make up this story on the spot and I was so flabbergasted I wasn't even paying attention to what Arnold was saying because I was trying to figure out how to get out of it. Thankfully, Julia read my mind, piped up, and said, "Should I pause the movie?" Only then got the hint and said, "No I'll leave," and left the lounge.

We paused the movie anyways.

Long story short, his uncanny behavior has been known to cause... distress in previous situations. Julia has learned this from past friend's experiences, so she thought it would be best if I learn from the girl's past experiences, and not have to learn myself.

Shucks.