last names...

Story #2 - Last Name Catastrophe

Preface to Story: I am a doodler. I doodle on everything; backs of tests, on my notes, on Sunday programs, etc. ...pretty much every type of paper. I've doodled ever since I was little, and something that I particularly love to doodle, is 'names'.

...'names' meaning, my name with a boys last name, just to see what it looks like.

I know that this is the highest degree of juvenile, but its totally true. Even if I don't like a boy, I will still probably doodle my name with his.

Story:

So last week I walked into one of my classes very confidently. The reason for this confidence was #1, my hair looked awesome and #2 there is a boy in that class who is F to the INE who has taken me out on a lot of dates in the past few months. Things for us have been going really well, but as stated in an earlier post, I am moving slow and dating lots of people, so for right now, we are just friends who very occasionally hold hands. (For this story, the boy's name will be changed to Cooper Davis)

Anyways, so I walked into class very confidently. I was on top of the world because I knew that I looked cute, and when Cooper saw me I knew that he noticed. Hot dang, I love those moments....

So I sit down right next to Cooper and chat for a moment while I get out my notepad and open it to a new page. (you must visualize our classroom: It's a big room, and our professor likes us to be more intimate so he makes us squish all our desks together in a big U shape, so when you're next to someone, you're pretty much on top of them...not literally, because that's gross, but you know what I mean)

So I open my notebook, set it on my desk, then realize that I need a pen. I look down in my backpack and rummage around for a long time while trying to find the dang thing. When I finally come back up, I looked down at my notebook.

OH MY SWEAR.

Looking down, I realized that I had turned unknowingly to a 'doodle page'. There were some cartoonish pictures on it...but the pictures were completely surrounded with

....JENALEE DAVIS, JENALEE DAVIS, JENALEE DAVIS...

All. Over.

Oh my heck, oh my heck, oh my heck. My mind went COMPLETELY bazerko. I gasped and shut the notebook as fast as I could. I was so embarrassed....SO totally embarrassed. Cooper was right there; his face was only 5 in. above the notebook. He must have thought I was a complete lunatic!!!! Can you imagine?? You take a girl out a couple of times, but nothing too serious, then you see your last name closely following her first name about 100 times in cute cursive writing all over her notebook!!! AH!

I was mortified. I didn't know what to do so even though I was totally freaking out, I decided to just play it cool. I tried to think of all the ways that I could talk my way out of it, or make some sort of excuse;

"Hi. I know this looks bad, but the truth is, is that my last name actually isn't Sainsbury...My Dad was adopted, but his true last name was Davis."

or

"Oh, I didn't do this.....my roommate did it for a joke"

or

"Um..this is awkward, but don't be freaked out because I really don't like you! I do this all the time, even with girl last names!!!"

....yeah as you can see, I couldn't think of anything.

Anyways, for the next hour and a half of class, I couldn't even focus on the lesson. Why in the world do these types of things happen to me?? Honestly. I am cursed with the awkward moment disease....

As the end of class grew closer, I wanted to make a quick getaway in order to avoid any type of confrontation. The teacher ended, and BOOM I was on my way...but Cooper wouldn't have it...He yelled for me to wait up, and as he was running to meet up with me I just prepared myself for the worst. It was like waiting to find out that you've had one of those 'cliff hanger' boogers hangin loose all day, but that you can't do anything about it...or I don't know, something awful and awkward like that.

SO he runs up to me, and then acts like nothing happened. I was so confused. I had spent the entire class completely certain, without a shout of a doubt that he had seen the names...

It turns out he didn't.

PHEWWWWWWWW.....breath of relief, I know.

....well at least he hasn't said anything yet. (I'm crossing my fingers it stays that way)

That's all for now, and yes I have more. In the awkward life of me, there is no end. I don't think I'll ever get married....I'm too weird for that business.

Hurray for future last names.

Jena out.