Dec 24, 2004 13:14
Hmmm. So as I'm leaving the gym and wishing the parking attendant a happy holiday, she screams Merry Christmas Santa!
I cycle back a little bit and ask her, "Santa?"
She replied that I appeared large, happy and was on a bright red vehicle.
OK. Happy, fine, I've got a bounce in my step these days. Bright red vehicle....sure. The Vespa is big and bright red. But LARGE? WTF? Great, I have a gym bag on my back, is that supposedly full of gifts? OK, maybe she wasn't calling me fat but....ok I'm just nuts.
ANYWAY. I met a boy. He's awesome. I like him a lot. He really is perfect. Looks, body, personality, financially stable. Wait, where is that catch? There's always a catch.
hmmmm ::searches::
No, not there, oh wait! No. That's not it. ::lifts up a book::
AHA! There it is. He leaves for Australia for two weeks tomorrow! Shit. Well distance makes the heart grow fonder. Our mutual friend says that he's talked about me to him and said some good things that make me happy. I hate to jinx it but he makes me happy. I look forward to school starting again, that's when he'll be back.
Well that screws me out of a New Year's kiss. But can someone please cross their fingers for me for a normal Valentine's Day.
Happy Holidays.