License to Thrill

Whatever poison's in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff. But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at. He owes me one last wish.

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

History Lesson

So her's the last four years in a nut shell. 9th grade was the first time I really knew Alissa. She had me from the first time our eyes caught each other. Well you know I don't like to waste time so I wanted to get to know her better. Well in that process she started dating Joe. Oh well I wasn't meant to be, yet. I didn't like Joe(an over baised opinion) but what ya gonna do? So either 10th or 11th grade she breaks up with Joe. Nice, now I can ask her out right? Well to be honest I got really nervous. Yes, I got nervous. Nervous of a 120 pound 5'7" 11th grade girl. Well she started going out with Ryan.( Not the drunk you all know) So I vowed not to miss another chance. Well that didn't work out and in 12th grade she aquired an attachment to Messer. This I was cool with because if she wasn't with me, Messer would be my next choice. So that ended up just becoming a really good friendship. Summer came and we didn't get to talk much until July. It was either the 2nd or 3rd week in July I finally was ready to ask her out.(This only after about a dozen other times i went to her work but pussied out.) So I was ready and just before I could say anything she told me she was going out with Mike. My first thought was Mike who. On the O.C. trip I saw Mike and remembered him from nursury class. Well blah blah blah things didn't work out there because he broke up with her online. I was going to go up and visit her at college. Well, not to miss the moment agian I took it too soon and you all know the rest.

1 Comments:

  • At 9:39 PM, Blogger 0r4cl3 said…

    I see that the computer works. You're welcome ;-). Hey think of it this way, Timeing is everything, and if the timing was never right, maybe she was never right (for you)...

     

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