{"id":753,"date":"2020-06-18T12:08:12","date_gmt":"2020-06-18T04:08:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/?p=753"},"modified":"2020-06-18T20:23:53","modified_gmt":"2020-06-18T12:23:53","slug":"a-fantastic-girl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/2020\/06\/18\/a-fantastic-girl\/","title":{"rendered":"A Fantastic Girl"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>It seems that I&#8217;m invariably lucky enough to meet fantastic girls?.  These days, I&#8217;ve been occasionally meeting an incredibly adorable girl in Banan Library, with a distance of about 50m to which I rented a small room for study &amp; preparing my summer internship. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It all began with one of my library friends, a \u2640, who was pissed off with me today as I didn&#8217;t grab a seat for her, though I was de facto very lucky to be one of the last two people who had the opportunity to get one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>While waiting in a long ass line for getting seats, I met another girl behind me who claimed herself to be an English tutor, humorous, agreeable. (Somehow I was &amp; am just very interested in people (girls) who like English, who speak English, etc.) We had a nice conversation. Then when it was about to our (the last two lucky ones) turns, <strong>the girl <\/strong>came, in a hurry&#8230; <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She was in a black casual dress, left her hair hanging loose over her shoulders, big beautiful eyes, so captivating!! <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Back to yesterday evening when I was going to get a cup of water and ready for leave, thanks to my poor memory, I ran into her for the 2nd time as I was running back to fetch my filled glass left on the water filter. She recognized me and greeted me with a pure brilliant smile. Then I recalled this girl a couple of days ago when I went back to 4th floor to get my backpack, she was sitting next to my female library friend (Miss Left), and I asked her a few dumb questions. A little bit shy though, she was absolutely adorable, lovely, and agreeable to talk to. She&#8217;s AWESOME. I like her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then I realized it was that amazing girl, surprised &amp; secretly pleased, I asked her a couple of dumb ass questions again, and I acquired &amp; confirmed that she was, like me, a junior student, but majored in art. Last (also first) time she said she was majoring in art, then CS, then a poor senior high school student who was going to participate in the brute CEE in HOT July. I was so confused. Then I got all clear. Besides, I learned that she meanwhile need to learn some cs stuff, and she came to the library to review &amp; prepare her final exams. After a short distance of observation, I found her face was suffered from acne, which might be the reason that she was a little unconfident when talking to people. Despite this, you could find her very enchanting, gorgeous, and you are definitely willing to make friends with her, for, oh my goodness, she&#8217;s merely too fantastic! <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Till here, you should guess what happened next this morning&#8230; Ha, I chose to give this opportunity to that wonderful girl given that she was in more urgent need of it, plus I need to find a place where I can speak. However, I should have grabbed a seat for Miss Left as we had implicitly agreed. Sometimes it&#8217;s just hard to make a choice, and you know for sure that you would be condemned for the behavior that you thought was right, but you just have to do it, for no reason at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It seems that I&#8217;m invariably lucky enough to meet fantastic girls?. These days, I&#8217;ve been occasionally meeting an incredibly adorable girl in Banan Library, with a distance of about 50m to which I rented a small room for study &amp; preparing my summer internship. It all began with one of my library friends, a \u2640, &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/2020\/06\/18\/a-fantastic-girl\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;A Fantastic Girl&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/753"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=753"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/753\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":759,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/753\/revisions\/759"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=753"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=753"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=753"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}