February 29- 12
Day 6: One Step at a Time
I approached a 3 set today. I forgot my laptop charger at home, turned out to be a good thing. HA! I needed to print a lab report and had to use library computers. I set beside one of the cute HBs. The computer I was on had no printer installed. I asked those girls if they knew. The HB8 sitting beside me shows me the way to print. Since mine had no printers installed, I asked if I can print from her PC. (the HB 8 beside me is closing windows/programs at snail's pace). So I went up to HB 6 and printed from her PC. I come back and asked them what they were working on.
Me: What are you working on?
HB 8A: assignment on law
HB 8I: Presentation
HB 6: Project
HB 8A: HAHA well, Project for Law.
(I asked them their major and I made them guess mine. HAH!)
(I noticed newspaper on HB 8I's desk)
Me to HB 8I: You look like you don't read newspaper.
HB 8I: (smiles) No, I like to read newspaper. I read blah blah section
Me: Maybe you just look at pictures (sort of teasing)
HB 6: It was snowing, so it's our umbrella.
(at some point I stopped talking.)
(few minutes later)
Me to HB 8A: Hey, do you know there is an event tonight. Arabian nights!
Me: I'm not sure what it is about.
HB 8A: I haven't been to it either.
Me: I haven't been on any event on campus.
HB 8A: You should go. You should go. (with an emphasis).
(then)
Me to HB 8I: You look like Arabian, aren’t you?
HB 8I: HAHA! I'm not. Tells me of her background. (Indian and Polish)
Me: Hmm, I am not quite good at guessing backgrounds.
HB 8I to Me: Aren't you Spanish?
Me: Nope, guess?
HB 6: Mexican? Indian?
Me: I'm Indian I've had people tell me they thought I was Spanish/Mexican.
(side note: A woman came up to me on train platform and started talking in a language I didn't understand. Funny!

she looked like latin/spanish.
Me to HB 8A: Aren't you african-american?
HB 8A: No, I'm white.
(I pretended I didn't believe her)
HB 6 to me: Guess my background?
Me: Black?
(the other two HBs laughed. Her great great grandpa migrated from India).
(Again, at some point. I stopped and went back to my work).
(few mins later)
Me: Hey, it was nice talking to you all.
HBs: Nice meeting you (something along this)
HB 8I: Take Care
HB 6: Asks my name. And they tell me their names.
HB 8I: He's not going to remember. (smiles)
Me: Yeah Probably not.
Me to all three: Well, I will take your number and we will maybe go to an event. (screwed up, here?)
HB 6: Take hers. Take hers (HB 8I).
Me: I start typing her name. (HB 8A looks back and forth. I can see she is mostly wondering whether I remember her name.)
HB 8I: I don't give out numbers.
(All HBs start telling me they have BFs. And I am like Good Good! They smile a little).
Me to HBs: I wasn't going to take you all to the restaurant.
HBs: (laughs)
HB 8A to me: HB6 is always here. She will be here tomorrow.
Me: (I give a nod)
HBs: We will see you around.
Me: Bye
Guys, I'm just experimenting with journal outline. Please feel free to leave suggestion(s). I'm looking to hear your thoughts on this encounter.