I have that feeling that one gets when transferring to a new school and not knowing anyone or what to say or what lunch table to eat at. I've been here for a few days, pretty much just eating by myself, but I think I'm going to get adventurous soon. Maybe I'll try to find a table with a few other people sitting there. That one looks okay. He's got a Spider-Man shirt on - I could talk to him. But then again, that girl over is BEAUTIFUL! Decisions, decisions. I don't want to come on too strong. What if they hate me? I hope my breath doesn't stink, or I say something to offend them. Maybe they're Republicans and we have nothing in common. Doubtful. Oh well. Here goes nothing...

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Not that we've got that straight, you seem like a very cool person with awesome taste. Rock it.