i dont know about enjoying dog food artwork...
so the girl is on her way back home, so i figured it's safe to go ahead and write.
last night was legitimate. the thing i've heard about, seen in movies, and never thought i'd ever go through. but there i was. geisha house. i'll meet you there for safety's sake. looking around for a semi-familiar face. the only words that came out of my mouth leading up to 8:30 was 'oh' followed by 'shit.' but surprisingly, i smiled & laughed through the rolls and drinks. i felt comfortable in my own skin, and it was a refreshing feeling...or maybe it was the sake bombs. dropped soy sauce, flying edamane, dripping cheesecake. "i have no idea why i told you that." confused faces. i got that alot. "that's something that i never share." i'll take that as a compliment. i think i'm good at this.
lost valet ticket = panic. but thankfully, i know my license plate number. AQT it is. "does your plate mean anything?" nope! and that longhorn found its way back to me. thank God! i followed....to a false destination. all the while receiving insulting texts by the girl who ditched me for the weekend. who do you think i am?!?! you BETTER be joking! i hope there wasn't an ounce of truth in those comments. but i guess i dont really blame you. unfortunately, you've seen me at my worst. as i sat there learning the O's and the snoop dogg, i thought to myself...was the whole "it's only because it's you" just an excuse? is this who i've become? but as the hours passed and the moves were made, i realized that i'm still the same conservative girl from texas that's been sheltered all her life. i like that. 5 hours later, it amounted to a hug and a thank you.
something that worries me a little is how fast i can get comfortable with complete strangers. give me a few hours, and i can feel like i've known you for years. i never noticed it before, but some of my closest friends were strangers to me just a few months ago. i'll make fun, i'll throw some jokes, i'll hug you like i know you. CC, just think about kevin. it just happens. maybe it's our personalities, but i dont know how i feel about it yet. it's been a blessing so far, but i can see how it could get dangerous...
as frustrating as it is, i know where my heart lies. jabroni at least taught me that much.
Monday, February 18, 2008
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