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It was so short-lived... i hate how one (though seemingly nice) guy can ruin something so wonderful. storytime:
setting the scene:
Jill sits on the side of the road by the reservoir on a blue towel, with her backpack at her feet, crackers and water laid out and pen in hand. The view is unbelievable and i don't know that its hit me yet that its down the street from me. So now i'm in deep thought
AND POW!!!!!!
some stupid guy taps me and the shoulder and scares the shit out of me.. he said hi, i was freaking inside because, although there are cars that drive by like one at a time, there's still nowhere for me to go except like in the water. so i had my cell in hand and stayed, at least on the outside, cool as a cucumber. But really it was scary, because #1 i bike there because there's nowhere to park.. so he had to have parked down the street and walked.. who does that?!?! and all to say that he thought i'd found a cool spot and he wanted to see the view from there. ( SKETCHY!!!!! ) i don't think so aaaaah... so long story short.. he hung around for a little while, making convsersation.. me staying basically silent except for an uh huh or two.. then he left.. and once he was out of sight... so did i..
:( never to return.
so i decided to take the advice of everyone i've told this story too and of course, listen to the huge butterflies that were present in my stomach.. and start going to the more populated, less-threatening side of the water..
the end.
a saddened me
setting the scene:
Jill sits on the side of the road by the reservoir on a blue towel, with her backpack at her feet, crackers and water laid out and pen in hand. The view is unbelievable and i don't know that its hit me yet that its down the street from me. So now i'm in deep thought
AND POW!!!!!!
some stupid guy taps me and the shoulder and scares the shit out of me.. he said hi, i was freaking inside because, although there are cars that drive by like one at a time, there's still nowhere for me to go except like in the water. so i had my cell in hand and stayed, at least on the outside, cool as a cucumber. But really it was scary, because #1 i bike there because there's nowhere to park.. so he had to have parked down the street and walked.. who does that?!?! and all to say that he thought i'd found a cool spot and he wanted to see the view from there. ( SKETCHY!!!!! ) i don't think so aaaaah... so long story short.. he hung around for a little while, making convsersation.. me staying basically silent except for an uh huh or two.. then he left.. and once he was out of sight... so did i..
:( never to return.
so i decided to take the advice of everyone i've told this story too and of course, listen to the huge butterflies that were present in my stomach.. and start going to the more populated, less-threatening side of the water..
the end.
a saddened me