I’m taking a short break from rascuache Halloween costumes to get back to my favorite subject: me.
Anthro Man and the fountain of youth
This morning, while killing some time before I needed to go into the office, I stopped by the grocery store across from campus. As I was checking each aisle, I saw a familar face. He looked at me too.
Wait, was it him? Was it really Anthro Man (yes, I know that’s redundant), the guy I had Anthropolgy 12 with back in Fall ’98? I’d sit with Anthro Man and Y during the boring lectures and we’d study for the exams together. I later learned that Y had a little crush on him too, but it was never competitive.
The crush wore off after the class ended, but whenever I’d see Anthro Man he’d always say hi and we’d briefly catch up. It was like that this morning in Ralph’s. Anthro Man gave me the dazzling smile I first was attracted too. He was as handsome he was when we were freshmen nine years ago.
“Hey, I thought you looked familiar,” he greeted me. “Wow, you look the same… you don’t age.”
After we traded updates on our current work/school situations, I wandered off to buy some frozen lunch. A weird idea came to mind. Maybe I looked the same as I did when I was 18 because of the environment. I haven’t left UCLA since I first arrived over nine years ago. Perhaps the aging process is slowed down on campus. Hmmm. Maybe I’ll finally start looking my age when I get away from the Westwood campus.
Speaking of new crush and nicknames
I don’t really have a nickname for the guy I’m seeing. He has a nickname for me, Flor. The story behind that?
C: I don’t really like when people call me Cynthia.
X: I like the name.
C: Well, you can use it… [in Flower, from Bambi voice] “you can call me Flower if you like.”
X: I like that, I’m gonna call you Flower.
C: As in Flower the skunk? Ew.
I think my life is sort of like Gossip Girl. On Saturday, I had a weird and very awkward experience at a friend’s wedding Mass. Gabby witnessed the encounter and immediately began text messaging the chisme to friends who were not at the wedding.