Here's your big surprise lindsey...
As a tribute to you, my buddy, one lindsey bateman. I decided to write a story, the story of us. How we came to be, and what we are today. So here goes...
On February 22nd, I received a friend request. This one was from someone named "Linzanator". Seemed like a normal one, 16 year old from Triton, had a boyfriend, I figured I was just another friend to add to the list. So I gave my usual, "hey thanks for the add, talk to you later." I didn't think much of it. I was already falling into a relationship with a girl and she was already in a relationship.
Time passed. My relationship with Nicole fell apart, and I began the epic downward cycle that became one of the ugliest breakups and the 3rd in under a year, needless to say I was depressed. While in this funk I found myself perusing myspace as usual when I came across an interesting bulletin. It was from a username I didn't recognize, so I checked it out. I remembered the profile because of the distinct, "my goldfish do it." picture that I found entertaining previous. However, I did notice this time that the boyfriend was no longer listed, this somewhat crossed my mind, but as soon as it did, I had already moved back to the bulletin. It said something along the lines of hating chain letters, and I, also hating chain letters, decided to show my support and let her know. She responded accordingly with the message, "I greatly appreciated it, and um you're hot, there now I'm showing my support. ~lindsey". I found this entertaining, I reposted her bulletin to show my disdain, and she wrote me saying we own at life. At this point this girl truly sparked my interest. I decided to add her screen name to my buddy list, I figured that'd we'd have good conversation. A week passed and I heard nothing from her, she was never online. It started to bug me because for some reason I found this girl really interesting. I was about to write her a note asking if she changed her screen name, when suddenly she had finally come on. So I talked to her and the first thing we talked about was the ever classy "bukkake", or in lamen terms the circle jerk. This started us on a path, as we conversed I sensed an overwhelming sense of comfort, something I really hadn't felt in a while. I had recently written an entry about my disdain for girls and this girl, whom I had only just begun talking to, decided to leave me a comment stating, "sometimes girls can be cool." She was right.
As the end of school drew closer, I found myself engaging in nightly online conversations with this girl. We talked about things like playing minigolf, or swimming in her pool, or making the Peter and Lindsey show, which would own Oprah's show because she's fat. Things just seemed to flow. We were talking and the topic of her work came up, I of course asked where she worked, and she told me haley's ice cream. I decided that I wanted to meet this girl finally, something about her I just really liked. So she told me a time that she was working and I told her I'd try to make it. Unfortunately I came down with quite the "stomach bug" and was not able to make it haha. However, I found out again that she was working later that week. So I made sure that I'd make it in to see her, and I kept my word. I bought peanut butter cup ice cream and we sat and talked about myspace and how it was cool to finally meet instead of our late night conversations (See when I first met lindsey, she would say she had to go to bed around 9:30, by the time I met her she was going to sleep around 11:30/12 o'clock, yeah that was my doing, my bad). From that day forward we decided that we should hang out. We talked online a little more and came up with the crazy idea of an artoff, we would draw unicorns and rainbows in sidewalk chalk and see who's was better.
The first time we ever hung out, we went to walmart. She told me she had driver's ed that night and that I should pick her up from there and we'd go to walmart. However, for a while it looked like we were going to be stuck going to k-mart, because her mom didn't know me and didn't trust me because I'm 18. Instead, I brought her home from driver's ed and I met with her mom, let her know that I was all right. She seemed to approve and let Lindsey go to walmart with me. I made my face to try and act cool, I wore hulk gloves, we bought sidewalk chalk, I learned that she leans into people when she laughs, we listened to reggie, and basically had a great time. Little did her mom realize, that by approving of this one trip, this one tiny trip to walmart, it would set off a chain reaction, a movement that would engulf our summer.
So we started hanging out on a regular basis, she still had school, so it was usually a weekend thing. I would give her crap about still having school, I sat around doing nothing. Her friend had given me her number after I met her and we would text back and forth every now and then. I brought them to the beach one day, I greco roman wrestled her, I threw her in the water, we really just seemed to click with having a good time. I brought her places like Denny's and Bullmoose, the wonderous places I had grown to love and she had yet to discover. Then the artoff came, we battled it out with 9 year old judges, according to the judging, she won, but I think we all know that pink pirates own. We started a trend, we took photos of us hanging out and called them documentaries. At this point I started saying to myself, and mike haha, that crap, I think I'm falling for this girl. I was worried, I knew college was coming up and I was scared of the consequences of becoming anything more than friends. After a time we addressed the issue with each, considering she was feeling the same, and we determined it was best to stay friends. We continued to hang out on a fairly regular basis, and one night we rented limony snickett on demand.
That night, mike, meg, lindsey, and I watched limony snickett, as always lindsey and I were close, but not too close, just enough to show we were friends, but there was obviously something more there. The whole night I would poke her, she would hit me, you know the childish stuff you do when you want more from a person, but you're afraid to go after it. So we watched the movie and mike and meg left. I was sitting with her, and I was tickling her, and she fell across my lap, we kind of looked at each other for a second, then she "caught her earring" and had to move/get up and check it. I knew I had to get going, but I couldn't leave. My head kept telling me to go, but my body wouldn't leave. I kept tickling her or poking her, or anything just to get closer to her. Then that's when it happened, we kissed. We both had been trying so hard not to, we just didn't think we could, but it happened anyway, and it was perfect. We talked about it, I called her as I was driving home, and we said that we couldn't allow this, I flat out told her I was scared. I was scared I would hurt her at the end of summer. We hung out a couple more times, seemed fine, then one night it happened again, that was supposed to be our night, the one night of the summer. Then July 4th came.
July 4th I was supposed to go to my friend mike's and spend the the weekend with him while my parents were in Maine. I was working, nothing special, and Lindsey was going to Maine with her family. That's when the unexpected happened, I was invited. I couldn't believe that her family was actually allowing me to come up to their cabin with them and spend the weekend with them, granted it was only 3 days, but even still. After some negotiations with my parents and a phone interview between our mothers, I got to go up with her aunt that saturday. Things really changed that weekend. I remember the best night was when we sat up until 2 AM watching for shooting stars and just talking, it was perfect. Some other things happened that would change what we were from that day forward, namely moosehunting haha. Yes we went moose hunting and it opened up a whole new realm of mischief.
Since July 4th I have basically taken on the task of seeing Lindsey everyday. We always go somewhere, sometimes it's planned things, like our second trip to maine, or going to see Charlie and the Chocolate factory on imax, or going to the Boston Aquarium. Sometimes we would just go to walmart, or target because it's open until 10 haha, just for random things. We went minigolfing, swam in her pool like she promised me in the spring, and just enjoyed each other's company, as well as a few other extra activities haha. This summer has become one of, if not the greatest summers of my life. She makes me so happy, we never fight, we never worry about stupid shit. It's pretty safe to say we know almost each other's lives inside and out, the good and bad, etc. She is my Lindseyface.
And now we've reached that point we thought was so far away at the beginning of this all. This wasn't supposed to come so quickly, it feels like we're just starting. Suddenly this wonderful scenario that we have created has gone horribly wrong and every time we remind ourselves of how great it is, we become more aware of what we're losing, I hate it.
So there you have it, that is the story of Peter McCarron and Lindsey Bateman (it's like batman but with an e in the middle). Between people being called rain, bullmoose cards, scares, firefly catching, girl pants (we have the same pair omg!), bandanas, and everything else that has composed this beautiful symphony, we now reach a bittersweet ending. The tragedy of change and the hope that lays ahead. I don't know what we will become down the road, but I do know one thing, you are my buddy, you were at the beginning and you still are now, I <3 you lindseyface, I'm sorry to leave you so soon, but I'll be back before you know it.
On February 22nd, I received a friend request. This one was from someone named "Linzanator". Seemed like a normal one, 16 year old from Triton, had a boyfriend, I figured I was just another friend to add to the list. So I gave my usual, "hey thanks for the add, talk to you later." I didn't think much of it. I was already falling into a relationship with a girl and she was already in a relationship.
Time passed. My relationship with Nicole fell apart, and I began the epic downward cycle that became one of the ugliest breakups and the 3rd in under a year, needless to say I was depressed. While in this funk I found myself perusing myspace as usual when I came across an interesting bulletin. It was from a username I didn't recognize, so I checked it out. I remembered the profile because of the distinct, "my goldfish do it." picture that I found entertaining previous. However, I did notice this time that the boyfriend was no longer listed, this somewhat crossed my mind, but as soon as it did, I had already moved back to the bulletin. It said something along the lines of hating chain letters, and I, also hating chain letters, decided to show my support and let her know. She responded accordingly with the message, "I greatly appreciated it, and um you're hot, there now I'm showing my support. ~lindsey". I found this entertaining, I reposted her bulletin to show my disdain, and she wrote me saying we own at life. At this point this girl truly sparked my interest. I decided to add her screen name to my buddy list, I figured that'd we'd have good conversation. A week passed and I heard nothing from her, she was never online. It started to bug me because for some reason I found this girl really interesting. I was about to write her a note asking if she changed her screen name, when suddenly she had finally come on. So I talked to her and the first thing we talked about was the ever classy "bukkake", or in lamen terms the circle jerk. This started us on a path, as we conversed I sensed an overwhelming sense of comfort, something I really hadn't felt in a while. I had recently written an entry about my disdain for girls and this girl, whom I had only just begun talking to, decided to leave me a comment stating, "sometimes girls can be cool." She was right.
As the end of school drew closer, I found myself engaging in nightly online conversations with this girl. We talked about things like playing minigolf, or swimming in her pool, or making the Peter and Lindsey show, which would own Oprah's show because she's fat. Things just seemed to flow. We were talking and the topic of her work came up, I of course asked where she worked, and she told me haley's ice cream. I decided that I wanted to meet this girl finally, something about her I just really liked. So she told me a time that she was working and I told her I'd try to make it. Unfortunately I came down with quite the "stomach bug" and was not able to make it haha. However, I found out again that she was working later that week. So I made sure that I'd make it in to see her, and I kept my word. I bought peanut butter cup ice cream and we sat and talked about myspace and how it was cool to finally meet instead of our late night conversations (See when I first met lindsey, she would say she had to go to bed around 9:30, by the time I met her she was going to sleep around 11:30/12 o'clock, yeah that was my doing, my bad). From that day forward we decided that we should hang out. We talked online a little more and came up with the crazy idea of an artoff, we would draw unicorns and rainbows in sidewalk chalk and see who's was better.
The first time we ever hung out, we went to walmart. She told me she had driver's ed that night and that I should pick her up from there and we'd go to walmart. However, for a while it looked like we were going to be stuck going to k-mart, because her mom didn't know me and didn't trust me because I'm 18. Instead, I brought her home from driver's ed and I met with her mom, let her know that I was all right. She seemed to approve and let Lindsey go to walmart with me. I made my face to try and act cool, I wore hulk gloves, we bought sidewalk chalk, I learned that she leans into people when she laughs, we listened to reggie, and basically had a great time. Little did her mom realize, that by approving of this one trip, this one tiny trip to walmart, it would set off a chain reaction, a movement that would engulf our summer.
So we started hanging out on a regular basis, she still had school, so it was usually a weekend thing. I would give her crap about still having school, I sat around doing nothing. Her friend had given me her number after I met her and we would text back and forth every now and then. I brought them to the beach one day, I greco roman wrestled her, I threw her in the water, we really just seemed to click with having a good time. I brought her places like Denny's and Bullmoose, the wonderous places I had grown to love and she had yet to discover. Then the artoff came, we battled it out with 9 year old judges, according to the judging, she won, but I think we all know that pink pirates own. We started a trend, we took photos of us hanging out and called them documentaries. At this point I started saying to myself, and mike haha, that crap, I think I'm falling for this girl. I was worried, I knew college was coming up and I was scared of the consequences of becoming anything more than friends. After a time we addressed the issue with each, considering she was feeling the same, and we determined it was best to stay friends. We continued to hang out on a fairly regular basis, and one night we rented limony snickett on demand.
That night, mike, meg, lindsey, and I watched limony snickett, as always lindsey and I were close, but not too close, just enough to show we were friends, but there was obviously something more there. The whole night I would poke her, she would hit me, you know the childish stuff you do when you want more from a person, but you're afraid to go after it. So we watched the movie and mike and meg left. I was sitting with her, and I was tickling her, and she fell across my lap, we kind of looked at each other for a second, then she "caught her earring" and had to move/get up and check it. I knew I had to get going, but I couldn't leave. My head kept telling me to go, but my body wouldn't leave. I kept tickling her or poking her, or anything just to get closer to her. Then that's when it happened, we kissed. We both had been trying so hard not to, we just didn't think we could, but it happened anyway, and it was perfect. We talked about it, I called her as I was driving home, and we said that we couldn't allow this, I flat out told her I was scared. I was scared I would hurt her at the end of summer. We hung out a couple more times, seemed fine, then one night it happened again, that was supposed to be our night, the one night of the summer. Then July 4th came.
July 4th I was supposed to go to my friend mike's and spend the the weekend with him while my parents were in Maine. I was working, nothing special, and Lindsey was going to Maine with her family. That's when the unexpected happened, I was invited. I couldn't believe that her family was actually allowing me to come up to their cabin with them and spend the weekend with them, granted it was only 3 days, but even still. After some negotiations with my parents and a phone interview between our mothers, I got to go up with her aunt that saturday. Things really changed that weekend. I remember the best night was when we sat up until 2 AM watching for shooting stars and just talking, it was perfect. Some other things happened that would change what we were from that day forward, namely moosehunting haha. Yes we went moose hunting and it opened up a whole new realm of mischief.
Since July 4th I have basically taken on the task of seeing Lindsey everyday. We always go somewhere, sometimes it's planned things, like our second trip to maine, or going to see Charlie and the Chocolate factory on imax, or going to the Boston Aquarium. Sometimes we would just go to walmart, or target because it's open until 10 haha, just for random things. We went minigolfing, swam in her pool like she promised me in the spring, and just enjoyed each other's company, as well as a few other extra activities haha. This summer has become one of, if not the greatest summers of my life. She makes me so happy, we never fight, we never worry about stupid shit. It's pretty safe to say we know almost each other's lives inside and out, the good and bad, etc. She is my Lindseyface.
And now we've reached that point we thought was so far away at the beginning of this all. This wasn't supposed to come so quickly, it feels like we're just starting. Suddenly this wonderful scenario that we have created has gone horribly wrong and every time we remind ourselves of how great it is, we become more aware of what we're losing, I hate it.
So there you have it, that is the story of Peter McCarron and Lindsey Bateman (it's like batman but with an e in the middle). Between people being called rain, bullmoose cards, scares, firefly catching, girl pants (we have the same pair omg!), bandanas, and everything else that has composed this beautiful symphony, we now reach a bittersweet ending. The tragedy of change and the hope that lays ahead. I don't know what we will become down the road, but I do know one thing, you are my buddy, you were at the beginning and you still are now, I <3 you lindseyface, I'm sorry to leave you so soon, but I'll be back before you know it.