10th grade calculus...i still hadn't come into myself. Mike was new to the school...he interested me.
I would drop my pencil and hope it rolled under his desk at first so he would talk to me.
I would write his name in margins next to logarithms, and give him the answers to HW when he forgot his.
Then I got to know him, and introduced him to people in the school..and he was a complete facade.
And he felt nothing for me. Older guy, younger girl. It's funny how years later, they think about you again..
mike: Liz...a fuck-up like me..I never gave a shit about anything
mike: im not gonna brag here but I do very well
me: you play the part very well
me: and money means nothing
mike: it doesnt
mike: i live like a negro
me: why would i honestly care if you are eating ramen or filet mignons?
mike: good point
mike: but these days status is everything.
mike: it costs a lot to live
me: thats unfortunate that you hang with the wrong people
me: your priorities are skewed
me: i would find it more valuable to be with a starving artist who is passionate
about what he does, than a shmucky day trader who makes bank
mike: so let me ask you this Liz
mike: If I wanted to take you out on a date
mike: and I had easy mac
mike: wouldnt I look like as ass
mike: ?
me: if you had Batteries Not Included on VHS, then no, because i've been looking
for that flick for months
mike: LOVE THAT FUCKING MOVIE
me: i would even venture to say my IDEAL, would be easy mac, a comfy couch
and a good movie
me: who ever convinced you glitz and glamour needed to be a part of every
date was sorely mistaken
mike: very true
mike: maybe its just me'
me: i would imagine, that the person you would marry someday,
would be happy with easy mac
....
mike: nite elizabeth...grabbed that movie though
me: i hope you find a nice lady in providence to watch it with you
me: its a good reel
mike: nah..your watching it with me
mike:
me: a boy can dream
mike:
https://www.familyvideo.com/catalog/checkout_confirmation.php Luakabopp: link didnt work
Luakabopp: you're a few years too late, but i at least appreciate that you realize that
i post this because...it feels good to feel validated. 8 years ago, I was insecure,
and would have loved that sort of assurance. I have more to say, but at 5am, i'm sleepy.
Liz of 2007, is content with the way things are going, and has no remote
interest in looking back..