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One year ago today a chance encounter kicked off what would become the
most topsy-turvy year of my life.
So I had a great
plan that Saturday a year ago. Drive down to Ann Arbor, spend the day
with Lorraine, and that night hang out with Darcy and spend the night
in her dorm. It was around 1pm or so, I'm all ready to go, when I
realize that Stephanie had the digital camera. I really wanted to take
pictures with Darcy that night, so I decided that I should track down
my sister and get the camera back from her...
I
called Courtney, since her and Stephanie would always hang out
together. I found out that the two of them were at South Lake watching
the play "Robin Hood... Sort Of." Really wanting that camera, I decided
to drop by South Lake to get it back from my sister... it was around
2pm by that time, I had planned to be at Lorraine's by that time, but I
was sick and tired of not having the camera.
I get
to South Lake, not knowing what time the play had started, and I just
kind of walked around the front lobby-ish area for awhile, not knowing
if the play had just begun or if there was an intermission between,
etc. Finally I just entered in and just quietly sat down in one of the
back rows, kind of scanning around the auditorium looking for my
sister. A mere 10 minutes later, to my surprise, the play was over! I
had good timing.
So as the cast and crew stepped
down from the stage, I found my sister and recovered the camera. I
stuck around and said hi to a few people that were still in school...
Ranger, Melissa, and... Elena. We gave each other a big hug, I told her
where I was at school, lied and said the play was great, the trip to
Ann Arbor after the play, etc... She said that she missed me, running
into me at school, the random hugs, and even the random games of
grab-ass. I remember she grabbed my ass and I obliged and grabbed
hers... and I also remember thinking, "DAMN, she has a nice
ass."
And seriously, much of the drive down to Ann
Arbor I was thinking, "DAMN, Elena has a nice ass."
I forget which one of us messaged who first, but
two days later I left a comment on her myspace with my email and cell
phone number, honestly not expecting to hear from her. She ends up
calling me back a few days later, giving me her cell phone number and
home number.
And that's how we (re)started. Two
random outings in late 2005 just hanging out and talking, having
fun.
And at New Years there was this digging,
itching feeling in my mind, body, and soul that told me this year...
this year would be different. Oh my God, if I could go back and tell
myself that I'd be right.
 This is the only picture of her I can stand looking at
anymore...
Okay I'm done
reminiscing. No more. Swear. |
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| Changes
I'm a liar, and I'm a cheater. But what's the worst part of it all? The
worst part is that I think I can live with that. Yes. I think I can
live with that.
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