so i get in this morning and started looking through my in - box . I had gotten a request totally in dutch . I had to scramble to find out first what language it was in google . then actually figure out what was being asked .

A: Why was the narrator unable to read their email ?

That went on until 12:30 . After that we went back to the TNT ( which is my res ) and chilled . The president of fraiser ( who is so hot ) invited me and my roommate to a party in his room .

A: What may be the reason for him inviting them to a party ?

Not sure if it was a joke or not . Left me feeling more unsettled so I scuttled away , but I had t anyway as I had to meet the lovely Jamie the artist down the road . He had a big bag of work fr the show to give t me , fantstic ! I was n't expecting so much , absolutely brilliant .

A: Why does the narrator want to meet Jamie so bad ?

Conversations we 'd had before about what our erogenous zones were led me specifically to that area . The fingers of her hand closest to me began tapping in rhythm to the almost sacred waltz of " Your Hand in Mine " . My eyes drifted to hers , which darted away quickly to the top corner of the ceiling as she began to bite her bottom lip .

A:
What do these two probably feel at the moment ?