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SUNDAY
I was awoken by an angel. The kick in the leg, the ‘it’s time to get up!’… It was heaven. Not to mention the beautiful face looking at me with a glorious smile. Most girls do not look as pretty when they first wake up because of lack of make up and all that good stuff… but she is more beautiful when she awakes than most are in a lifetime.
The waking-up process took a while, as it usually does, but after that, I was up and moving around like a normal person. Or at least like a somewhat normal person. I was still clucking like a chicken, and that’s not entirely normal.
A short while after I was done clucking, we left for breakfast. It was a really nice place full of faces, food, and faces full of food. There was even a penis/pianist playing for everyone. One of the tunes that graced our ears was “Everything I Do (I Do For You)” by Bryan Adams, from the Robin Hood Soundtrack. That is one of my all time favorite songs, so it was really nice to have that in the background for 4 or so minutes of the time I was in there. I was not all that hungry, so I didn’t get much. I got two donuts, a biscuit, and a croissant. The meal cost me $11. It was a flat fee for anyone who did not have a meal plan or something, since you could, in theory, eat ALL YOU WANT. And, ironically, I ate more than I wanted. But oh well. It was good, and it was better than having Karen bringing me food while I wait patiently and alone in her/their room.
After we ate, I went and took a shower, and upon re-entrance, the girls were starting their homework and all that. I figured that I didn’t want to do that. It wasn’t hard to figure out. So I decided that it would be best for me to go ahead and go. It’d be boring watching them do their homework or doing my own, so I figured I should just go ahead and head back, and make the best of the time.
I won’t lie. I did NOT want to leave. At all. I did not want to go back to Statesboro. After experiencing Athens, I was like “man… there isn’t shit in Statesboro. I want to be here.” It wasn’t even just Karen. It was everything. There seemed to be an aura radiating from the city streets, from the trees, from the people, from everything. Something in the air that made being there just feel good.
But I had to go. So I did. I got a few pictures before I left, however. One of Karen, one of Karen and Cathy, one of me, and one of me and Karen. They all turned out nice, except Karen is blinking in the one with her and Cathy. But still a nice picture otherwise.
After the pictures, I hugged Cathy goodbye, told her it was nice meeting her, and me and Karen head down the stairs. When we got to the 3rd floor (they live on the 4th) she said “I don’t have to walk you all the way, do I? I will if you want me too, but…” I said she didn’t, because it didn’t seem like she wanted to. So we talked for a few more minutes. Mostly about the fun we had, my plans to attend UGA the next year, etc. In my mind, I was debating whether or not I would tell her something I wanted to tell her. I wanted to say, more or less, “You’re beautiful. Don’t let anyone let you think any different, ever. They’re crazy if they don’t see it. Because you are so beautiful.” I wanted to say that. But part of me was afraid, and the other part didn’t see an opportune moment to eject that thought into the conversation. Oh well… I know she knows that, but I want to say it, in person, to her. There’s nothing like hearing a compliment said to your face. I think it’s important that I do that.
I also wanted to leave a note somewhere that said either “I love you” or “you’re beautiful” somewhere in her room, but I didn’t get the chance.
Anyways, we finished the chat, hugged, and I went on my way.
I got lost right off the bat. I had to call her and she redirected me. But it worked out and I was on my uninterrupted way to Statesboro. The trip back wasn’t too bad. Good tunes, fair scenery, and all that. I called her when I got back, just so she knew I didn’t die on the way, and then the rest of the day was just spent relaxing, doing homework, and not much else.
CONCLUSION
I love Athens. I love Karen. I love DMB. I love life.
Athens is such a great city/town/place. It has everything I want, but not too much. Trees everywhere, people walking on the sidewalks, lots of stuff going on, endless possibilities, tons of music wherever you are, and just… a great vibe. I plan on transferring as soon as I can (which will be spring semester 2007) and totally living it up. I already know people there, one of which is someone I love, and I felt at ease.
When I was with Karen’s friends, none of which I knew, I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. I felt accepted, comfortable, and like it was all good. And that’s how a social situation is supposed to feel. I don’t know if it was just those particular people or not, but it felt great. I am going to attempt to recreate that as much as I can here in Statesboro. I was inspired to be more social here. Go to parties, get involved, and just be a little more outgoing. Be myself in all situations, and always be comfortable. I am getting close to that, and this trip gave me push in the right direction. It gave me confidence.
It also motivated me in regards to school. I am going to eliminate any chance that I will not be able to get in once time comes for transferring. I belong there, not here, and I need to do whatever it is I can do in order to get in. I gots ta do it. I gots ta.
After seeing the bands that were playing (with the exception of the dmbcb), I realized that I had a good shot at being a top drummer in Athens. That’s not said with a total big head… I’m just being realistic. It was cool realizing that. I cannot wait to be a part of the Athens music scene. It also inspired me to get as involved as I can here, that way I can get experience with playing with people and also learn how to get into places and all that.
As far as Karen is concerned, I fell more in love with her. I got to see even more how cool a person she is. I actually felt ‘proud’ of her at times, just seeing her converse and carry on with everyone. I was really happy to see that she was happy. That was a highlight of the weekend. Because I know that she was having some troubles and whatnot getting into it up there, and maybe she still feels like that… but to me, she seemed happy and in a good place and surrounded by good people. I know she still isn’t where she wants to be in regard to the boy situation, but I think that’s because UGA guys are crazy. Either that or just insanely shy. That’s my opinion. Nothing to do with her, that’s for sure. But yeah… she is just such a cool and great person. And I was, once again, amazed by her.
But, with this increased amount of feelings for her, also came the realization that I am not gonna be hers soon, maybe even never. I don’t like saying never, but it is realistic. I am not going to rule it out, but I’m not counting on it. So, instead, I am going to focus on strengthening our friendship. I want to create openness and trust and honesty between us. I know there are some unspoken things between us, and I don’t like that cloud being around our heads every time we are together. I know some things about her that she didn’t tell me, and I hate that. I want her to be comfortable with me enough to tell me whatever. I want her to trust me and be able to confide in me. And I want to be able to do the same. But right now, there are some things that aren’t really discussed because feelings might get hurt. And, at least on my part, I know they won’t be.
Friendship has a better chance of surviving. As long as we are friends, I can deal with not being more. But if I didn’t have her as a friend, that’s what I wouldn’t be able to handle as well. And, like I said… right now, for the time being, friendship is the most important thing. Maybe, in a year or so, things will change… we’ll see. That’s in the future. Now is more important. Maybe she’ll see that I’m right. Maybe she won’t. Maybe I’m not. But we are good friends, and that’s real. So… focus on that.
I don’t really know where else to go with this. It was such a great and monumental weekend. And we didn’t even really do that much. That’s what’s amazing. That simply being in a place, seeing a band, and being with a single person can do so much. Just being in Athens motivated me to better my life and it gave me a goal to work towards. Just seeing the dmbcb refueled my love for music, dmb, and performing, and it gave me a boost in inspiration to take it as far as I can. Just being around Karen made me feel great about my life, gave me a boost in inspiration in regards to making it to Athens and becoming a musician there, motivated me to better my life, and gave me a goal to work towards.
It was great.
I was awoken by an angel. The kick in the leg, the ‘it’s time to get up!’… It was heaven. Not to mention the beautiful face looking at me with a glorious smile. Most girls do not look as pretty when they first wake up because of lack of make up and all that good stuff… but she is more beautiful when she awakes than most are in a lifetime.
The waking-up process took a while, as it usually does, but after that, I was up and moving around like a normal person. Or at least like a somewhat normal person. I was still clucking like a chicken, and that’s not entirely normal.
A short while after I was done clucking, we left for breakfast. It was a really nice place full of faces, food, and faces full of food. There was even a penis/pianist playing for everyone. One of the tunes that graced our ears was “Everything I Do (I Do For You)” by Bryan Adams, from the Robin Hood Soundtrack. That is one of my all time favorite songs, so it was really nice to have that in the background for 4 or so minutes of the time I was in there. I was not all that hungry, so I didn’t get much. I got two donuts, a biscuit, and a croissant. The meal cost me $11. It was a flat fee for anyone who did not have a meal plan or something, since you could, in theory, eat ALL YOU WANT. And, ironically, I ate more than I wanted. But oh well. It was good, and it was better than having Karen bringing me food while I wait patiently and alone in her/their room.
After we ate, I went and took a shower, and upon re-entrance, the girls were starting their homework and all that. I figured that I didn’t want to do that. It wasn’t hard to figure out. So I decided that it would be best for me to go ahead and go. It’d be boring watching them do their homework or doing my own, so I figured I should just go ahead and head back, and make the best of the time.
I won’t lie. I did NOT want to leave. At all. I did not want to go back to Statesboro. After experiencing Athens, I was like “man… there isn’t shit in Statesboro. I want to be here.” It wasn’t even just Karen. It was everything. There seemed to be an aura radiating from the city streets, from the trees, from the people, from everything. Something in the air that made being there just feel good.
But I had to go. So I did. I got a few pictures before I left, however. One of Karen, one of Karen and Cathy, one of me, and one of me and Karen. They all turned out nice, except Karen is blinking in the one with her and Cathy. But still a nice picture otherwise.
After the pictures, I hugged Cathy goodbye, told her it was nice meeting her, and me and Karen head down the stairs. When we got to the 3rd floor (they live on the 4th) she said “I don’t have to walk you all the way, do I? I will if you want me too, but…” I said she didn’t, because it didn’t seem like she wanted to. So we talked for a few more minutes. Mostly about the fun we had, my plans to attend UGA the next year, etc. In my mind, I was debating whether or not I would tell her something I wanted to tell her. I wanted to say, more or less, “You’re beautiful. Don’t let anyone let you think any different, ever. They’re crazy if they don’t see it. Because you are so beautiful.” I wanted to say that. But part of me was afraid, and the other part didn’t see an opportune moment to eject that thought into the conversation. Oh well… I know she knows that, but I want to say it, in person, to her. There’s nothing like hearing a compliment said to your face. I think it’s important that I do that.
I also wanted to leave a note somewhere that said either “I love you” or “you’re beautiful” somewhere in her room, but I didn’t get the chance.
Anyways, we finished the chat, hugged, and I went on my way.
I got lost right off the bat. I had to call her and she redirected me. But it worked out and I was on my uninterrupted way to Statesboro. The trip back wasn’t too bad. Good tunes, fair scenery, and all that. I called her when I got back, just so she knew I didn’t die on the way, and then the rest of the day was just spent relaxing, doing homework, and not much else.
CONCLUSION
I love Athens. I love Karen. I love DMB. I love life.
Athens is such a great city/town/place. It has everything I want, but not too much. Trees everywhere, people walking on the sidewalks, lots of stuff going on, endless possibilities, tons of music wherever you are, and just… a great vibe. I plan on transferring as soon as I can (which will be spring semester 2007) and totally living it up. I already know people there, one of which is someone I love, and I felt at ease.
When I was with Karen’s friends, none of which I knew, I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. I felt accepted, comfortable, and like it was all good. And that’s how a social situation is supposed to feel. I don’t know if it was just those particular people or not, but it felt great. I am going to attempt to recreate that as much as I can here in Statesboro. I was inspired to be more social here. Go to parties, get involved, and just be a little more outgoing. Be myself in all situations, and always be comfortable. I am getting close to that, and this trip gave me push in the right direction. It gave me confidence.
It also motivated me in regards to school. I am going to eliminate any chance that I will not be able to get in once time comes for transferring. I belong there, not here, and I need to do whatever it is I can do in order to get in. I gots ta do it. I gots ta.
After seeing the bands that were playing (with the exception of the dmbcb), I realized that I had a good shot at being a top drummer in Athens. That’s not said with a total big head… I’m just being realistic. It was cool realizing that. I cannot wait to be a part of the Athens music scene. It also inspired me to get as involved as I can here, that way I can get experience with playing with people and also learn how to get into places and all that.
As far as Karen is concerned, I fell more in love with her. I got to see even more how cool a person she is. I actually felt ‘proud’ of her at times, just seeing her converse and carry on with everyone. I was really happy to see that she was happy. That was a highlight of the weekend. Because I know that she was having some troubles and whatnot getting into it up there, and maybe she still feels like that… but to me, she seemed happy and in a good place and surrounded by good people. I know she still isn’t where she wants to be in regard to the boy situation, but I think that’s because UGA guys are crazy. Either that or just insanely shy. That’s my opinion. Nothing to do with her, that’s for sure. But yeah… she is just such a cool and great person. And I was, once again, amazed by her.
But, with this increased amount of feelings for her, also came the realization that I am not gonna be hers soon, maybe even never. I don’t like saying never, but it is realistic. I am not going to rule it out, but I’m not counting on it. So, instead, I am going to focus on strengthening our friendship. I want to create openness and trust and honesty between us. I know there are some unspoken things between us, and I don’t like that cloud being around our heads every time we are together. I know some things about her that she didn’t tell me, and I hate that. I want her to be comfortable with me enough to tell me whatever. I want her to trust me and be able to confide in me. And I want to be able to do the same. But right now, there are some things that aren’t really discussed because feelings might get hurt. And, at least on my part, I know they won’t be.
Friendship has a better chance of surviving. As long as we are friends, I can deal with not being more. But if I didn’t have her as a friend, that’s what I wouldn’t be able to handle as well. And, like I said… right now, for the time being, friendship is the most important thing. Maybe, in a year or so, things will change… we’ll see. That’s in the future. Now is more important. Maybe she’ll see that I’m right. Maybe she won’t. Maybe I’m not. But we are good friends, and that’s real. So… focus on that.
I don’t really know where else to go with this. It was such a great and monumental weekend. And we didn’t even really do that much. That’s what’s amazing. That simply being in a place, seeing a band, and being with a single person can do so much. Just being in Athens motivated me to better my life and it gave me a goal to work towards. Just seeing the dmbcb refueled my love for music, dmb, and performing, and it gave me a boost in inspiration to take it as far as I can. Just being around Karen made me feel great about my life, gave me a boost in inspiration in regards to making it to Athens and becoming a musician there, motivated me to better my life, and gave me a goal to work towards.
It was great.