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Oct 04, 2009 15:05

I remember the first time I rode in a race car.

I climbed into the passenger window and plopped myself in the cage. My heart was pounding. The driver helped me buckle my seat belt and I looked across the mesh to see my dad standing on the other side of the track's fence. I raised my small hand so he could see and gave him a "rock on" sign. He responded with a smile and gave me a "hang ten" hang gesture.

We did a few laps around the track and I was in love. We didn't go over 70 or 80mph, but I still loved it.

I remember how close my dad and I were. It's days like this, when I want to go see a movie and there is no one here to go see it with, that I just want to sit and cry. Later on I'll go with my roommate but it's not the same thing.

My dad and I used to go see movies all the time. I think that's why I like going with guys to see movies. Not necessarily as a date, just as friends. And right now all my guy friends are either A. busy, B. in another state or C. aren't allowed to hang out with me because of their girlfriends.

And one of my best friends was in town and didn't even bother trying to see me.

And I miss Boy.

Honestly... it's just a bad day.
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