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newnumber6Reality shows, military, Angel, and kissing!
Okay, basically, as it started out I was (for some bizarre reason, as the idea of it in waking does not appeal to me at all) trying out for a reality show basically involving a 'live the military life' theme. Except, I was already at the place, and had taken a long trip to get there, and we were divided into 3 groups of 20. I don't know what happened to the other two groups, but the third was basically the 'You guys are cut' group. And some people apparently got reasons for it, but for me there was none at all. I wasn't tested for anything, nobody asked me a question, it was like I was eliminated just because. Even that wouldn't bother me. What bothered me about the whole tihng was that they got me to come all the way out here to find out that I was cut.
Anyway, I got onto the bus ride back, and was talking to a girl about Angel, the TV series. Anyway, the way she was talking and hinting something about bringing over a tape, I got the impression she was hitting on me. Then there was another girl who got involved in the conversationa nd also seemed to be not-too-subtly hitting on me.
They were both fairly attractive and I was considering it, but I turned my head and this other very attractive girl (who reminded me of some celebrity I can't place) was watching the whole thing with a sort of amused look. I excused myself to talk to her, realizing (in that dreamly way you sometimes have of suddenly realizing something that you did not know a few seconds before) that she was my girlfriend and she kissed me.
Then I woke up and alas, I was neither being hit on nor kissed.
Damn reality!
Okay, basically, as it started out I was (for some bizarre reason, as the idea of it in waking does not appeal to me at all) trying out for a reality show basically involving a 'live the military life' theme. Except, I was already at the place, and had taken a long trip to get there, and we were divided into 3 groups of 20. I don't know what happened to the other two groups, but the third was basically the 'You guys are cut' group. And some people apparently got reasons for it, but for me there was none at all. I wasn't tested for anything, nobody asked me a question, it was like I was eliminated just because. Even that wouldn't bother me. What bothered me about the whole tihng was that they got me to come all the way out here to find out that I was cut.
Anyway, I got onto the bus ride back, and was talking to a girl about Angel, the TV series. Anyway, the way she was talking and hinting something about bringing over a tape, I got the impression she was hitting on me. Then there was another girl who got involved in the conversationa nd also seemed to be not-too-subtly hitting on me.
They were both fairly attractive and I was considering it, but I turned my head and this other very attractive girl (who reminded me of some celebrity I can't place) was watching the whole thing with a sort of amused look. I excused myself to talk to her, realizing (in that dreamly way you sometimes have of suddenly realizing something that you did not know a few seconds before) that she was my girlfriend and she kissed me.
Then I woke up and alas, I was neither being hit on nor kissed.
Damn reality!
