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Jana has experienced a severe lapse in judgment. She has spent my whole life since the sixth grade trying to set me up with her friends' younger brothers. Shane Schneider, Zach Baird, and Rob Holguin, to name a few.
So I went up to her house yesterday, and her roommate Melinda's little brother was going to be there. When I was fourteen or fifteen, Jana tried to talk this kid up to me big time, but I was in love with some other guy who was so important that I've forgotten his name.
Actually, a couple of weeks ago, I pointed out to Jana that every time she tried to set me up with someone, it ended horribly. Which is good, because otherwise she'd still be trying to set me up with Melinda's brother.
Anyway, I had never met Melinda's brother, never thought I would, and I was like, "Um...no?" and Jana said, "Come on, you and Trey would be so cute together."
Well, I met Trey yesterday. And newsflash: Trey and I would look RIDICULOUS together. I am small and petite and kind of weird looking; Trey is the size of a TANK.
Firstly, he's at least as tall as Jared. Or taller. Secondly, he plays college football. Meaning his arms are as big around as my waist, and he's barrel-chested and deep-voiced and...let's just say he could pick me up and throw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and forget I was there. Kind of Stanislav Ianevski, except bigger and scarier.
Add to that the fact that he's not the most social person in the world.
Me: So...Trey doesn't talk much.
Jana: No, not really.
Me: Hmm.
Jana: I have known him for a year, and he didn't talk to me for EVER.
Me: I hate that.
Jana: What?
Me: I guess I've just been at the theatre too much. I'm used to outspoken drama queens, girls and guys. People who are quiet make me nervous.
Jana: *Laughs*
Me: And plus, Trey is freaking huge.
Jana: Yeah, he is.
Me: I mean...his arms are as big around as my WAIST. And he's so tall. I'm actually kind of intimidated by him.
Jana: Intimidated? You?
Me: Yeah, it's weird. But I am. I mean, Jared's as tall as he is, but Jared is skinny. Trey is like the Hulk. And I'm looking at Melinda and Justin, and they're kind of thin and small, and I'm thinking, what happened to Trey?
Jana: Trey's pretty much a carbon copy of his dad.
Me: Figures.
Jana: Actually, you could have met his dad if we'd stayed another day.
Me: No! I can't handle Trey one day and his dad the next. I would be scared.
Jana: *Giggles*
Me: What? Trey is scary!
Also, Trey looked at me once and then looked through me. I could tell. It was weird. Of course, the last person who I thought did that was Casey, so I am probably a bad judge of other people's thoughts.
Emily tried to dress me up in this cute little orange blouse, but it gaped in the front whenever I slouched and everyone could get a nice peek at my cleavage, so I exchanged it for something more high-necked. By the way, Emily rocks. I just met her yesterday, but since she is loud and funny, I liked her immediately.
Of course, she accused me of arson, but hey.
And Kellyn called and asked me, "Have you met JUSTIN yet?!"
"Um...yes, I have," I said.
"Isn't he HOT?!"
"Um...if you say so."
I could hear her friend Brennah giggling in the background.
"He came out one day and handed me the phone and he didn't have a shirt on, and he left and Brennah was like, 'He is so hot!'"
"Is that all you needed?" I asked.
"Yeah. Also, you stole my sunglasses and you suck."
"I did not!"
"They just appeared in your purse?"
"I was practicing my Harry Potter skillz, dude!"
"Right."
"I have to go tell Justin how hot you think he is, so I gotta go."
"Okay, bye!"
Sometimes my little sister cracks me up.
Then, for the first time in like, three months, I slept until ten thirty in the morning. It felt GOOD. Jana just kept hitting the snooze button. Around eight thirty I said, "We should get up," and Jana said, "Hunhawanm," and we went back to sleep. It was awesome.
Then when we got up, Trey was watching 8 Seconds, which I had never seen, and apparently everyone knows the big rodeo guy in the movie, except I didn't, and so Jana and The Hulk made fun of me.
Meanie-heads.
So I went up to her house yesterday, and her roommate Melinda's little brother was going to be there. When I was fourteen or fifteen, Jana tried to talk this kid up to me big time, but I was in love with some other guy who was so important that I've forgotten his name.
Actually, a couple of weeks ago, I pointed out to Jana that every time she tried to set me up with someone, it ended horribly. Which is good, because otherwise she'd still be trying to set me up with Melinda's brother.
Anyway, I had never met Melinda's brother, never thought I would, and I was like, "Um...no?" and Jana said, "Come on, you and Trey would be so cute together."
Well, I met Trey yesterday. And newsflash: Trey and I would look RIDICULOUS together. I am small and petite and kind of weird looking; Trey is the size of a TANK.
Firstly, he's at least as tall as Jared. Or taller. Secondly, he plays college football. Meaning his arms are as big around as my waist, and he's barrel-chested and deep-voiced and...let's just say he could pick me up and throw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and forget I was there. Kind of Stanislav Ianevski, except bigger and scarier.
Add to that the fact that he's not the most social person in the world.
Me: So...Trey doesn't talk much.
Jana: No, not really.
Me: Hmm.
Jana: I have known him for a year, and he didn't talk to me for EVER.
Me: I hate that.
Jana: What?
Me: I guess I've just been at the theatre too much. I'm used to outspoken drama queens, girls and guys. People who are quiet make me nervous.
Jana: *Laughs*
Me: And plus, Trey is freaking huge.
Jana: Yeah, he is.
Me: I mean...his arms are as big around as my WAIST. And he's so tall. I'm actually kind of intimidated by him.
Jana: Intimidated? You?
Me: Yeah, it's weird. But I am. I mean, Jared's as tall as he is, but Jared is skinny. Trey is like the Hulk. And I'm looking at Melinda and Justin, and they're kind of thin and small, and I'm thinking, what happened to Trey?
Jana: Trey's pretty much a carbon copy of his dad.
Me: Figures.
Jana: Actually, you could have met his dad if we'd stayed another day.
Me: No! I can't handle Trey one day and his dad the next. I would be scared.
Jana: *Giggles*
Me: What? Trey is scary!
Also, Trey looked at me once and then looked through me. I could tell. It was weird. Of course, the last person who I thought did that was Casey, so I am probably a bad judge of other people's thoughts.
Emily tried to dress me up in this cute little orange blouse, but it gaped in the front whenever I slouched and everyone could get a nice peek at my cleavage, so I exchanged it for something more high-necked. By the way, Emily rocks. I just met her yesterday, but since she is loud and funny, I liked her immediately.
Of course, she accused me of arson, but hey.
And Kellyn called and asked me, "Have you met JUSTIN yet?!"
"Um...yes, I have," I said.
"Isn't he HOT?!"
"Um...if you say so."
I could hear her friend Brennah giggling in the background.
"He came out one day and handed me the phone and he didn't have a shirt on, and he left and Brennah was like, 'He is so hot!'"
"Is that all you needed?" I asked.
"Yeah. Also, you stole my sunglasses and you suck."
"I did not!"
"They just appeared in your purse?"
"I was practicing my Harry Potter skillz, dude!"
"Right."
"I have to go tell Justin how hot you think he is, so I gotta go."
"Okay, bye!"
Sometimes my little sister cracks me up.
Then, for the first time in like, three months, I slept until ten thirty in the morning. It felt GOOD. Jana just kept hitting the snooze button. Around eight thirty I said, "We should get up," and Jana said, "Hunhawanm," and we went back to sleep. It was awesome.
Then when we got up, Trey was watching 8 Seconds, which I had never seen, and apparently everyone knows the big rodeo guy in the movie, except I didn't, and so Jana and The Hulk made fun of me.
Meanie-heads.