last night at the vivid lights show in Darling Harbour, it sounds stupid but something made me kinda happy..
i felt a hand lightly tap around my waist and turned around to see this really cute guy.
he asked me if i lived here, and i was already so shocked that this guy had come up to me out of thousands of people and put his hand around my waist, and when he asked if i lived here, for some unknown reason my brain concluded that i did not live in sydney because i didnt live in the city when in an actual fact, yes, sydney is the city i live in, just in the suburbs.
so after i said “um nah” and he was like oh okay i was like “what are you looking for?” and he was like Pitt St. which is probably the easiest street to find in the city. so i gave him directions and after that we walked away..
and then like 20 minutes later i saw him again still in Darling Harbour. He wasnt looking for Pitt St otherwise he would have followed the directions we gave…
God damn so the moral of the story is that cute boys fry my brain, yes i live in sydney, and if anyone tries to flirt with me it takes me hours to actually catch on
