That moment when you're just chillin' at church. Bein' your cool self. And the hottest guy in the entire congregation decides to come and sit by you.


There's something about super insanely attractive people that makes me completely freeze up. I start shaking and smiling awkwardly and blushing and sweating and am rendered totally incapable of uttering a coherent sentence. I could be the most calm, cool, and collected person in the whole world until a hot guy that I don't know very well turns his attention to me and then I turn into that awkward, babbling idiot of a thirteen-year-old girl with braces and acne. It's a curse.


Fortunately, he didn't seem to notice that I turned into said dork and chatted comfortably with me - probably out of pity. Until he asked for my number!!!?!! Yeah, holy crap, right? Right. What is this world coming to...