Spring break
It was around 6 AM when my father woke me up from an unpleasant dream. Who gets any sleep when knowing that the next day you will get to see the love of your life?
I got up quickly, took the time to shower calmly and didn't think about twice about wearing sandals. I crave coffee all the time, but that morning my anxious taste buds couldn't savor the coffee right.
It was exiting packing the night before. Tati helped. I wish my mother would have too. Before leaving the house my father assured me that I wasn't leaving anything behind. I quickly made my way back to my room and walked out with the green bear, my purple pillow, and a blanket in hand. Let's not forget the book Del Amor Y Otros Demonios which I never got to read on the way there, nor on the way back.
A.G made a comment about me not being excited at all, and then father followed on to saying stupid things about me not being grateful. Don't get me wrong, I was the happiest one right there. The conversation Steven and I had the day before was what disappointed and worried me. They got it all wrong. And he probably did too, the next day of us being there.
I had never been to another state before. We got to Georgia, and stopped at a Burger King. The weather was terrible. Rain was pouring like there was no tomorrow. Once I was done with my meal, I asked to be excused and call Steven from a payphone. My father said no because I could have caught a cold, and he didn't want me to get soaked. I got impatient just knowing how worried he could have been.
We finally arrived at Columbia and made a wrong turn. I asked a cop for directions how to get to his street. He was quite polite and of course, helpful. Father passed the blue house, and I had just caught the number and told him to back up. What a beautiful house. I got butterflies in my stomach instantly as I stepped out of the car. I could see and hear the TV in the living room.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I heard his voice, and then saw him next. All so quick. Hi. And a Hey back were exchanged.
His father and grandmother greeted me next. Next thing I knew his arms were wrapped around me and I could smell him for the fourth time. Tears felt like showing but I held them all back. We ate a delicious supper that night, same as the following nights. His friend Cory showed up a little later, and I was being shy. My borther, him and Cory played some Halo2 and I played with his hair. There were a million things I wanted to say, I wanted to do. I held those back as well.
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I got up quickly, took the time to shower calmly and didn't think about twice about wearing sandals. I crave coffee all the time, but that morning my anxious taste buds couldn't savor the coffee right.
It was exiting packing the night before. Tati helped. I wish my mother would have too. Before leaving the house my father assured me that I wasn't leaving anything behind. I quickly made my way back to my room and walked out with the green bear, my purple pillow, and a blanket in hand. Let's not forget the book Del Amor Y Otros Demonios which I never got to read on the way there, nor on the way back.
A.G made a comment about me not being excited at all, and then father followed on to saying stupid things about me not being grateful. Don't get me wrong, I was the happiest one right there. The conversation Steven and I had the day before was what disappointed and worried me. They got it all wrong. And he probably did too, the next day of us being there.
I had never been to another state before. We got to Georgia, and stopped at a Burger King. The weather was terrible. Rain was pouring like there was no tomorrow. Once I was done with my meal, I asked to be excused and call Steven from a payphone. My father said no because I could have caught a cold, and he didn't want me to get soaked. I got impatient just knowing how worried he could have been.
We finally arrived at Columbia and made a wrong turn. I asked a cop for directions how to get to his street. He was quite polite and of course, helpful. Father passed the blue house, and I had just caught the number and told him to back up. What a beautiful house. I got butterflies in my stomach instantly as I stepped out of the car. I could see and hear the TV in the living room.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I heard his voice, and then saw him next. All so quick. Hi. And a Hey back were exchanged.
His father and grandmother greeted me next. Next thing I knew his arms were wrapped around me and I could smell him for the fourth time. Tears felt like showing but I held them all back. We ate a delicious supper that night, same as the following nights. His friend Cory showed up a little later, and I was being shy. My borther, him and Cory played some Halo2 and I played with his hair. There were a million things I wanted to say, I wanted to do. I held those back as well.
...Continued next entry