I was a glassy once in a pub and had a huge crush on a girl who used to come to the pub (she reads this journal too i hope she dosent shoot me for this)... i thought she was out of my league. Gorgeous, brunette, fantastic smile, foreign and cheeky. I was killing myself thinking of a way to ask her out without making a dickhead out of myself. Id go out of my way to walk near her, we exchanged a few smiles and maybe a 'hi' ( oh and she used to steal my tea-towel sometimes)but that was pretty much it. My mate used to tease the shit out of me about it saying i was missing my balls. So one night she was in again and i was doing my rounds, trying to get near her (which isnt hard in a busy pub and she and her friends were drinking a few) and all of a sudden she steals my tea-towel out of my pocket... this was it... my excuse... my hands were shaking... and i nearly dropped the rack off glasses i held over my head... so i say to her ( i knew that she wast australian) 'There is a rule we have in Australia. if you steal a guys tea-towel you have to take him home'... (im a fucking idiot i know) She looks at me smiles and gives me back my tea-towel. I could have died... crash and burn Benny... but strangely my embarasment worked and one thing led to another and i ended up making some awesome memories with her over the next few months. Eventually it was time for her fly back home and it got a little teary, we kinda made plans that id try to get over to her side of the world but life happened and i never got around to it. I often wonder what would have happened had i got on a plane though...

Good memories people... good memories
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