Friday, September 09, 2005
like, last year or so there was this girl Keely, she worked at Sawyers News. That's across the street from the liberry. Anyway i used to go up in there to get cigarettes and gum or whatever. We would chi-chat and shit. I liked her. Not in the, i'd wanna do her way. She's gay. Totally gay. Like not all dikey but sort of a cute Boy-ish kind of deal.
Anyway to make a long story less boring I asked her to get a beer after work. She said cool and gave me her number. I called it sometime the next week. The agreed upon time, and she answered. We made a date which i kept and she no showed. I was kind of bummed but you know, shit happens. I called her again the next day to see what happened. I got her voice mail and left a message. She never called back then like the next day quit Sawyer's. Weird. She's upstairs right now. I want to talk to her and ask what happened. I don't think i will though. I don't know, it's festered. I hate this shit. Ugh, once i was up shelving and i saw her. She saw me rather and totally split. I was embarassed. It sucked.
I wonder what happened? I reckon that some sort of personal crisis arose. I mean she quit her job. I don't think that it had anything to do with me. It might of. What do I know? Not much really. I like her and wish that we could have been friends. At least the kind that you say hi and talk to when you run across them....
this is a good story. you should make some sorta comic book about it. maybe she liked you and it was all ackward cause she likes girls. or something, i dunno. but i loved this story. and yo, i wrote something to you via my livejournal cause i didnt wanna email you back. but itwas really sweet. you are i mean. kay. and i forgot my blogger thing again. but whatever.
dork
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Anyway to make a long story less boring I asked her to get a beer after work. She said cool and gave me her number. I called it sometime the next week. The agreed upon time, and she answered. We made a date which i kept and she no showed. I was kind of bummed but you know, shit happens. I called her again the next day to see what happened. I got her voice mail and left a message. She never called back then like the next day quit Sawyer's. Weird. She's upstairs right now. I want to talk to her and ask what happened. I don't think i will though. I don't know, it's festered. I hate this shit. Ugh, once i was up shelving and i saw her. She saw me rather and totally split. I was embarassed. It sucked.
I wonder what happened? I reckon that some sort of personal crisis arose. I mean she quit her job. I don't think that it had anything to do with me. It might of. What do I know? Not much really. I like her and wish that we could have been friends. At least the kind that you say hi and talk to when you run across them....
this is a good story. you should make some sorta comic book about it. maybe she liked you and it was all ackward cause she likes girls. or something, i dunno. but i loved this story. and yo, i wrote something to you via my livejournal cause i didnt wanna email you back. but itwas really sweet. you are i mean. kay. and i forgot my blogger thing again. but whatever.
dork
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