Here is another awkward Kori story for ya...
It was about 4 or 3 years ago and I was going to school at BYUI and there was this guy who worked at the gym. He was from Albania and he was known as "the hot gym guy." He was beautiful. So a few of my friends and myself would go play racket ball just so we could "talk" to him. Here is an example of one of our best conversations:
Me: Hi, I need to turn in my racket.
Hot Gym Guy: OK, what's your name?
Me: Kori Thaxton
...Hot gym guy looks through computer for my name...
Hot gym guy: There are so many names in here...
Me: (oh crap! I didn't plan on him saying other stuff to me!) ha ha ha... yeah, I bet...
...Hot gym guys finds my name.... I hand him my racket and walk away...
So... this is the story of my life. When I am smitten, I am literally SMITTEN. I can't talk or think or do anything intelligent, but it was extra bad with Hot Gym Guy. The thing you have to understand about Hot Gym Guy is that he was tall, he was dark, and he was VERY handsome. The triple threat. He also had an accent which was not hard to listen to and sometimes on campus he would just appear out of nowhere when you least expected it, in all his glory, and take your breath away. It's sad because with all of my encounters with him I never learned to have composure in his presence. I guess it's true that if you don't learn from history then you are doomed to repeat it because I've been repeating if for quite some time now.
BTW....
it took me a while to count all 6 votes on my poll (luckily they taught me to count that high at BYUI) but all votes were yes so I started Saturday and I will update weekly!
P.S.
I really love The Killers. Brandon has GPS and Dave is like the Robert Plant that grew into Robert Tree :)

"Bless your body, bless your soul, pray for peace and self control..."
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