You were the hot blonde with glasses who exchanged a few looks with the messy brown hair and black T-shirt guy....Thanks for the wave from outside!! :) We should definitely get together...

You were wearing a black A.A hoodie, with high-top converse and tight jeans. You have dusty blonde hair and blue eyes. I was the platinum blonde, wearing the pink Paris Hilton tee and pea coat. We locked eyes, and lord-love-a-duck I fell for you that second. Do you go to B.C.I.T? P.S. God called he's missing an angel.

You were sitting outside Starbucks with a couple of friends as I walked by with two friends; we did a triple-take as I headed down Davie. An hour later, I passed you again. I coulda swore I kept getting the eye from you, so got a coffee and worked on my BB (and kept one eye on you, because you're adorable). I think you kept looking back but I started to worry I'd moved from "Cruiseville" to "Creepville." You were with friends the entire time so I couldn't really say anything without being Captain Awkward. When I left at around 9PM, we made eye contact, and I tried to wink. With my luck it probably just came across as a mini-seizure. Anyway, if I wasn't dreaming this up, reply telling me what I look like. Maybe we could actually talk.

You came to Harrison in your new camper for Thanksgiving weekend. You texted me (to my landline) when you left. I got part of your message, but not your phone number. Please call me again or e-mail me (but no texts this time! jaja). Tim