4-10-03
- 12 17 am i asked her, last night, slumped in a metal chair, looking at the ceiling, i asked her if she thought i was a good person. because if anyone knows, at this point, it is her. she said yes. i said why do you say that? she said because you're nice to everyone. and this is when i think maybe she started using "people" to mean herself. she continued: and you do things to make people happy even when they dont deserve it. i went out with a group of friends tonight i ususally dont go out with. often. which led to a trip to the dollar store. which led to me buying gifts for people. nothing big. more weird, than anything else. i gave one of the gifts tonight. he loved it, as i figured he would. we both have a soft spot for sacreligius humor. i got the other gift for a girl. i got my courage up and called her. you can read that as: i like her. a little. enough to be nervous about calling. she wasnt there. i was slightly relieved. but then she called me back. and i missed her call. so then i called her back. and she answered. and all rushed like (but im sure in a completely charming and overwhelmingly endearing way) i said hi i got you something and i am really impatient and cant wait until friday to give to you so i wondered if i could give it to you tonight but then i remembered you have a softball game tomorrow so i will just give it to you then. and then we talked for thirty minutes about nothing, but it was good. i need to tell her, soon, thanks. i needed someone new and refreshing in my life, someone ot brighten me up again. and she's made me happy at a time where not much is truly making me happy. so i need to thank her. |