Hey there! I guess its time to finish my story, but first i wanted to explain my nomenclature of posts. "Nutrition Facts" was the first thing I saw that really stood out to me. When I was in my moms office, "Pelvic Pain" just so happened to be the title of the book nearest me. If I hadent seen the label on my dads water bottle, then the title probably would have been "OBJECTS IN MIRROR ARE CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR."
"Oh shes in a car!' you may think. Yes. Im in a car. My dads truck to be specific. Like yesterday, Im with a parent who can watch me so I dont do anything stupid and reckless... Because I am. And they know it.
So anyway, where was I with the story about, uh, Richard? Oh yeah.
After talking to him that day i was so girly about the whole thing. Giggly and butterflyee, if that was ever a word. I really just wanted to see him and talk to him again. Actually the first time i was kinda bugged about his manini stache. It needed to be shaved, but I didnt care too much. I only cared that he SPOKE to me. On his own, thank god.
So later that day when i was looking for my sister so we could go home, I passed him while I was trying to reach her on her cell. I was really nervous so I stupidly just walked past him without even looking at him. That was the last time I saw him for the remainder of the year, even though people kept telling me that they seen him around campus a few times. I guess for rehearsal of graduation or something.
So after that I missed him, even though we only had one conversation. Ever. Its kinda pathetic if you think about it. I finally meet the guy and im... In 'like' with him. Eventually I try to move on with life. Maybe I would see him later in the future, I thought to myself. Not too bad. Maybe he'll still be interested. PFFT I doubt it.
Surprisingly, the girls who bugged me about him, KEPT bugging me. Saying that he still really wants to cruise. What did he actually have a real crush on me or something? I just figured he thought I was pretty and was interested, like I was. I mean I guess thats how I was until I met him. Was it like that for him too? I was really curious after. But then....
The year ended. With nothing. No boyfriend, and no hope. I was once again on my own wondering when the next guy will come along that will be worthy enough for my father. I still have lots of issues with him about boys, but I really want to share myself with someone. I mean, not like that... But you know? I guess ill never know until i find someone like that, who feels the same way. And when I do, Ill explain that as best I can.
So the summer dragged on. I started to play seasonal softball, and life went on. Then it was, oh i dont remember... the middle of June. And we went to one of my softball friends grad party. Shes super nutts when it comes to softball, but even more when she wrestles. Anyway, at her party, which we got to late, I ran into my bathroom friend. It had already been a few weeks and she STILL talked about Richard. Honestly I was surprised, and on the inside I was cheering. Did he really like me as much as she said he did? I really wanted to know and right then what i did know is that i would have to ask him myself. I know you must think that i must have had some sort of plan. And believe me i thought about it, but thats not the kind of person I am now. Im someone who is recovering from situations like that, and am hoping for something more real, rather than texting and hiding from parents etc. So I just had to wait. When the time was ready I would make my move. Im a strong woman and I dont have to wait for anyone, and I can make my own decisions. Even if theyre not the best, Ill take responsibility for dumb decisions.
I was stuck. I was happy, but sad, you know what I mean? I was happy to hear what she had to say to me about him... But what do I do with it? Im pretty caged, and I dont even have friends i go hang out with. I never had an oppurtunity to do something like go out and cruise. When your so sheltered you dont really have the room to make friends that would stick with you. You see other people with their BFFFFFFs and their friendships that would probably last a lifetime, but its hard for me. Luckily, during that time, my cousin came down to visit from a different island.
My dad told me we could go to the beach. I was stoked! Just going to the beach with my cousin for a few hours had me ecstatic. I hadnt been to the beach for months and months, and I missed it so bad. The salty spray and the smell of sunscreen. Finally we were on the beach with our towels in hand, and toes in the sand. I love the beach.
Were laying on the sand and get this....
"Hey" I hear that low voice, and my stomach turns.
I peak out from under my arm, and standing a few feet from my head, Richard is smiling at me. HOLY CRAP is my first thought. After all that stress he gave me, my one wish is answered, like fricken movie or something. I turn over on my stomach and get up quickly. What do I do? I give him a traditional hawaiian hi and kiss his cheek.
"Oh hi!" I say. I introduce him to my cousin, and then... Thats it. Im totally lost in his eyes and lips and... Oh he felt so good to be around. We sit down and start talking and thats it. It was over and he had me the minute he got there.
Still we only sat there, having a deep conversation about the things we had in common and things that I was even surprised about.
"Yeah, its true," he told me, "I noticed you the first time I seen you, right after we moved here. But I didnt want to say anything because you were already with someone."
What?! And guess who it was? Wonderbread! Ugh. Stupid boys.
So for a while it was all cool. He came to say hi and ended up having this intimate conversation with me. We established that he really liked me and I really liked him. And that whenever we see each other again we'll be together. That I was gonna be his girl. We only decided this because the timing wasnt right in my house. What with my dad an all. Like I said Ill explain later. Right now its Richard time.
And Richard time it was. I was his girl. At one point he even scared the crap out of me. Really cheezy movie stuff. We talked about it and he got up.
"I dont know Pickles... This is kinda hard. Maybe we should just move on?" I seriously stared at him.
"Yeah.. Alright." I said. "See ya." I was so crushed and my cousin next to me was shocked. He started walking away and after all that he was leaving. My heart was falling into a hole. I dont know it kinda felt like it. Like my chest was caving. Ugh it was terrible... Until he turned around, jogged back and sat back down right next to me, saying "Hey um, I dont know why I said we should move on because I dont want to. I was just being dumb." I was on a flippin rollercoaster. So eventually thats when we established that the next time we see each other would be the time I tell my dad that i really like someone, and that i want him to be with me. and he even said that HE wanted to ask my dad if he could date me. Super sweet. But hey I know boys, and that confused the crap out of me...
You see, im and optimist. I will literally only see the good side. I mean I see the bad and ill put into consideration, but there is always a glimmer of hope. There will be a chance that hes serious about me. That he really would do what he says. That is something im waiting for. I want someone i can rely on and thats all I ask.
Its been a few weeks, but I would wait. Not forever but its a small island, and it cant be too long until i see him again.
One day well see each other again.
(Doesnt it feel like after that post something predictable would happen? That would be just my luck...)
