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Yes, I'm slow to update from the relocation post but its been an interesting couple of days.
Its official folks, I'm in Like mode. Only there's a part of me that wishes it wasn't this way. The old Alana is making a repeat appearance and I'm falling again for a guy in a different region of the country... AGAIN!
Complicated doesn't even begin to describe this. I met C when I competed at ShowStoppers in Disneyland in April of 1996. I don't even remember exactly how we met, but the connection was immediate. If I wasn't competing or hanging with Kevin (who is still a dear friend of mine) I was with C. He made me laugh and smile and seemed to be there for me when I needed him. I remember how when Music Express was competing he and a friend of his slipped into the back of the audience and watched me. That still to this day is probably one of the sweetest things anyone ever did for me.
We talked on the phone for a few years after that and I'm not sure how or why we lost touch.
Fast forward to last October and for some reason I started thinking about C and a few other show choir friends of mine. Someone must have smiled upon me because oddly enough I found him and we sent a few messages to each other but nothing major.
About two weeks ago I saw that he was going to Vegas and I sent a friendly email that he should make sure he played a hand of blackjack for me. Well he got a bit excited and told me that not only would he do that but that he would try to get a picture of him playing it because he knew it would make me smile.
When he got back last week he sent me an email telling me that he was extremely sorry that he wasn't able to get the picture, but he played the hand for me and lost on it. (I never expected him to even play the hand let alone take the photo). I sent him back an email telling him how great he was to do something like that and to drop me a line later. Basically a typical Alana email to a friend.
Well... he sends me back an email telling me that he was glad that I thought so highly of him and ended it by saying that he will always remember the crush he had on me back in the day. That floored me... I had absolutely no clue.
Then a day later he leave a comment on a MySpace photo telling me that I am beautiful, but that I could "bring that wrath shit anytime." Again.... FLOORED! I've never been called beautiful before. Cute, sure. Sexy a few times, but other than my mom, Bob or maybe my dad no one has ever called me beautiful.
The next few emails back and forth have been interesting to say the least. Apparently in his own words his thing for me is back in full force. Originally he mentioned meeting up in Vegas. At first I laughed it off a bit, but then I got to thinking... and thinking... and thinking. I started to consider it and then realized that I wanted to take that leap of faith.
In fact, I can't stop thinking about him. Can't really say why, but I'm giddy. Its nice to feel wanted and to want. It hurts, but I think if the star align the payoff could be interesting.
So I'm trying to take things in a rational light. This week I want to try to mesh our schedules better so we can IM or talk in the evening and get to know each other again. For my own sanity I need to know if he really likes me or if its just the idea of me. More importantly I need to know the same thing about him.
I mean when we met he had just turned 14 and I was going to be 16. There is so much growth in ten years for people our age. But I think I'm looking forward to learning about him more than I have with most guys that I have met. Plus it looks like we'll be meeting up within the next four months. Hell he works with airplanes so it can't be too difficult for him to find he way out of Cali.
Stay tuned for updates.
Its official folks, I'm in Like mode. Only there's a part of me that wishes it wasn't this way. The old Alana is making a repeat appearance and I'm falling again for a guy in a different region of the country... AGAIN!
Complicated doesn't even begin to describe this. I met C when I competed at ShowStoppers in Disneyland in April of 1996. I don't even remember exactly how we met, but the connection was immediate. If I wasn't competing or hanging with Kevin (who is still a dear friend of mine) I was with C. He made me laugh and smile and seemed to be there for me when I needed him. I remember how when Music Express was competing he and a friend of his slipped into the back of the audience and watched me. That still to this day is probably one of the sweetest things anyone ever did for me.
We talked on the phone for a few years after that and I'm not sure how or why we lost touch.
Fast forward to last October and for some reason I started thinking about C and a few other show choir friends of mine. Someone must have smiled upon me because oddly enough I found him and we sent a few messages to each other but nothing major.
About two weeks ago I saw that he was going to Vegas and I sent a friendly email that he should make sure he played a hand of blackjack for me. Well he got a bit excited and told me that not only would he do that but that he would try to get a picture of him playing it because he knew it would make me smile.
When he got back last week he sent me an email telling me that he was extremely sorry that he wasn't able to get the picture, but he played the hand for me and lost on it. (I never expected him to even play the hand let alone take the photo). I sent him back an email telling him how great he was to do something like that and to drop me a line later. Basically a typical Alana email to a friend.
Well... he sends me back an email telling me that he was glad that I thought so highly of him and ended it by saying that he will always remember the crush he had on me back in the day. That floored me... I had absolutely no clue.
Then a day later he leave a comment on a MySpace photo telling me that I am beautiful, but that I could "bring that wrath shit anytime." Again.... FLOORED! I've never been called beautiful before. Cute, sure. Sexy a few times, but other than my mom, Bob or maybe my dad no one has ever called me beautiful.
The next few emails back and forth have been interesting to say the least. Apparently in his own words his thing for me is back in full force. Originally he mentioned meeting up in Vegas. At first I laughed it off a bit, but then I got to thinking... and thinking... and thinking. I started to consider it and then realized that I wanted to take that leap of faith.
In fact, I can't stop thinking about him. Can't really say why, but I'm giddy. Its nice to feel wanted and to want. It hurts, but I think if the star align the payoff could be interesting.
So I'm trying to take things in a rational light. This week I want to try to mesh our schedules better so we can IM or talk in the evening and get to know each other again. For my own sanity I need to know if he really likes me or if its just the idea of me. More importantly I need to know the same thing about him.
I mean when we met he had just turned 14 and I was going to be 16. There is so much growth in ten years for people our age. But I think I'm looking forward to learning about him more than I have with most guys that I have met. Plus it looks like we'll be meeting up within the next four months. Hell he works with airplanes so it can't be too difficult for him to find he way out of Cali.
Stay tuned for updates.