Sometimes stories that I bring back to life now are funnier than when they actually happened. In my younger years I attempted to give a guy a 2nd chance, knowing this time around he actually had his license back (so I wasn't the one carting his a$$ around). I can’t recall if it was the 2nd date or if it was the 1st, but the moment I stepped into his dorm room and he turned off the lights (trying to be Mr. Romantic) I was in sheer horror, I didn’t know whether to laugh or run out of there. So I stayed and realized the spark wasn’t there anymore AT ALL…and I doubt it had anything to do with the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling swaying my opinion.