Are a rare breed, I've come to notice.
I have the most candidates in my English class at the Tech Center. I wonder why that is. I have the least candidates in... dude... I'd say Photographic Storytelling. There are so many older people in that class, it's ridiculous. Like, half, I'd say.

Yes, I see cute guys around campus, but... it's like... I haven't observed them enough to find their quirks or turn-offs.
In Art Appreciation, it was made pretty clear who my candidates were. We went around the class telling our names, the music we are listening to now, and what our last meal would be.
There weren't many cute guys in that class in the first place, but it got narrowed down after going through the class.
It was also the hearing them talk that can be a HUGE turn-off. It's so easy to spot people who are socially awkward that way.
Okay, story time!
In my last Art App. class, I noticed this one guy... well... um, I actually went up to him and asked him what the notebook was that everyone was passing around. Well, I said more like "What's this?" Without a word, he handed it to me, and I kind of made protesting noises. Not loudly, though. I don't really remember. It's not usually me to act like that around strangers. But, it wasn't like I was going to take the notebook from him. (Oh, we were all signing our names on the paper. Like... to record who was there). So I put it back on his desk (the desks are uber small, by the way), somehow got a hold of his pen (how I got it is a complete blur), and wrote my name. I said thanks as I gave him back his pen and handed the notebook to the next person.
See, I don't recall noticing him before, because I'm not a big fan of facial hair. I mean, this guy (I think his name's Adam... from the sign-in sheet?) has a beard. It's past stubble, but it's not grossly long. And he has pretty prominent arm hair. And he can't be over 30. It's unlikely he's over 25, even.
But that's beside the point. Why am/was I slightly attracted to him? Oh, and he kept drawing in class, I think. I doubt it was notes, cause that class was incredibly boring and uneventful.
And also the guy in the wheelchair. He has facial hair, too. But... I think I only watch him because he really has that mysterious vibe and everything. Dark hair, clothes, listens to metal... sits in a wheelchair...

On Thursday (Before my last Art App. class), I headed down to my next class to make sure I wouldn't be late. I sat at the larger-than-normal picnic table to finish my playlist on my iPod. Yeah... I was making a playlist. As I was sitting down, some guy was sitting at the very opposite end to eat. I didn't get a good look at him. He looked big though, so I assumed he was either older or... I can't recall fully what I thought.
So I'm getting to the end of my playlist, and I see an orange spider crawling up me. Fast. I try remaining calm as I stand up and brush it off. It went down to my waist. Great. It attached itself to me. I swipe at it again. It falls to my leg. My adrenaline made my wipes more anxious. I finally got it off. I wipe my leg a few more times to make sure it's not attached anymore.
Great. I probably made a fool of myself.
I turn around and look at the guy eating. He's actually... kinda cute. Older, yes, but it's hard to tell how much. And... it makes sense that he's hanging by the Art center.
"There was a spider on me." I said.
"Oh no." he replied, between bites. He had a bit of a grin... I think.

There's quite a couple cute guys in my English class. One in particular... he's tall, Asian, and skinny. I can't help but be attracted to that, man! I also can't help but notice that he looks at me at times. It's the hopeful side of me talking. Er... thinking. Both?

Keeping my eye on other people too, like the Tanner (I think that's his name) guy hanging out with the odd crowd that take Japanese and wear a kangaroo costume.

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