So my last post was about my oldest friend here at George Mason University, so it is only right that this post is about my newest friend here. Now I sorta knew of this kid before we had some mutual friends here and there but something wasn't just clicking. Anyways it all started last semester at lunch. You remember how I told you guys that I really don't have any friends? And how eating lunch by very yourself at this school is like THE most awkward school ever? Right. So anyways being scared to death of eating by myself translated into me contacting literally every person I knew. My buddy Scott said he would eat with me. Giddy with excitement that I had found someone to eat with. Little did I know that the events which would follow would change my life.
I walked into Southside that day and Scott introduced me to his friends, most I had met before, but remember I'm socially awkward. Most took notice of my unseen eating habits. I believe that day I had Coco Puffs with chocolate milk followed by four slices of pizza and maybe a chicken patty, topped off with maybe ten cookies. Yea I go hard. The person sitting next to me was my newest friend Roop. Now Roop really took a liking to me for some strange reason (if I was someone else I would be cautious of me). Needless to say we hit it off (it's the matching back packs).
Every Tuesday and Thursday following I would eat lunch with the gang. We had some good times like the time, Roop challenged me to eat a whole pizza (I did it like a boss) or the time they filmed me blowing bubbles in my drink (yes I know I am very mature, video is on my facebook). These lunch dates earned me more dates. I was named coach of their flag football team (I don't know dip about football besides special teams) but I led them to the playoffs, we could have gone further if Mr. Dip and Drops (Roop) over here would have come up with some interceptions (you still owe me one bud).
Roop, really took a liking to my football skills (more people should be like Roop) and I named him my agent (we are looking towards the CFL in about three years). As my agent Roop as done a good job advertising me (he's a much better salesperson than anyone I know, he can sell ice to an eskimo!) Oh and I do owe him an apology on the snow blower thing. He was the first to start selling snowblowers this winter, he knew about this winter before anyone else! But as my agent he keeps me in line. Sometimes he deems some of my face books remarks inappropriate and reminds me that the CFL is always watching. Not only is Roop a good agent he is an outstanding volleyball player. Some of his setting skills can't be toped. Although he may not be the best reader. I lent him a book back in November about midgets, sex, and talking elephants and he still hasn't read it. All I know is that he is missing out on the meaning of life which is in that book.
I am very disappointed that since it is a new semester we no longer have our lunch dates. But it's okay because of the generation we live in we can communicate at the drop of a hat. Roop will be living the good life come the next five years, he plans to be an accountant which means he will be making bank, and he will bringing in 10% commish for being my agent. So ladies, my boy will be making bank, hop on that bandwagon before it leaves town. So I will leave you n the words of Roop, "Kicker, GETS IT IN!" (He means between the uprights...I at least hope.)
P.S. That picture was from the caps game. And yes I am so fly I am allowed to wear my sunglasses at night, not just sunglasses 7-11 aviators.
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