(Yo', man) Yo'
(Open up, man) What do you want, man?
(My girl just caught me) You let her catch you?
(I don't know how I let this happen) With who?
(The girl next door, you know) Man
(I don't know what to do) Say it wasn't you
(Alright)
{shagggyyyy anyone?}
and not at all the same situation-yet still slightly fitting.
BUT...first let me say...i was hoping for more inspiration out of all of you! but no big...i still love you all v.v.v.very much. and for my two lonely responses of in-spir-ation...thanks!!
okayyy, now here we go now. sitting down? this is a doozy. but a good doozy.
tonight my crazy came out. from all ends of my 5ft body. it comes out often, don't get me wrong, but tonight it really came out. and i love it.
a friend of mine i work with lives close to that boy. you know, the one you all hate. the one that i still keep chasing.
{look for my episode of mtv coming up...true life: i'm a fool}so my friend and i decide it would be quite fun to drive by his house. yeah, just to see what's up with his life and all. see if there is a for sale sign outside...or any sign of life in his place. anything at all. just to give me some feedback. because it's all a real big mess-and i'm not willing to accept that
he's just not that into me. after all, things were fineeee. and this behavior came out of NO WHERE!
i drove to her house tonight for our mission. we drive to his neighborhood. turns out, one of her really good friends actually lives right in his hood.
small world. um, so i slightly forget which house is actually his. so we slowly creep down the street. all harmless and all. we had talked about lyza getting out of the car and knocking on the door. just to see if he answered. just to see if he was there. but instead, we just crept. and then giggled when we saw someone at his window. someone who she said looked like a large woman. i didn't get a good peek. i was trying to be SOMEWHAT incognito. and i was sort of kind of ducking. and it was dusk outside...and there was no way possible that anyone could see who was in the car. so we both have to pee and decide to leave the joint for now and go down the street to mcdonalds to use the bathroom.
we get back in the car and my phone starts ringing. a number i don't know. but his area code nonetheless. i figure i'll let voicemail get it and see if whoever it is leaves a message. because it could be anyone. right?? well no message. so i call the number back. and as soon as he answers i know it's HIS voice. so i quickly panic. DID HE SEE ME?? holy moly batman! because there would be no way he could have seen me.
i play stupid.
him: hello?
me: who is this?
him: who is this?
me: um, i'm pretty sure you called me.
him: um, i'm pretty sure you just called me.
me: yes...because i was calling this number back. who is this?
him: you know who this is.
me: i don't. i've never seen this number.
him: you
KNOW who this is.
me: . . .ehh. . .
him: why'd you just drive by me house?
me: huh? {playing it cool and all} who is this? {oh, and did i forget to mention-i'm like a five year old!}
him: you know who this is. what are you doing?
me: what? what are you talking about?
him: why'd you drive by my house creeper?
then i do what any self respecting person that just got caught by a guy who has been shady towards them for three weeks would do-
hang up. obviouslyyyy. because he saw me. he saw me in my friends car driving down his street. and well, that's f'n weird. i collect myself and call him back. because please, who am i kidding? i am f'n weird.
him: helllllllo.
me: hi.
him: so who is this?
me: what?
him: what are you doing?
me: what do you mean what am i doing? why'd you call me?
him: why'd you drive by my house all slow and shit? what are you doing?
me: i didn't. i'm at the mall.
him: i didn't say, "where are you?" i said, "what are you doing?"
me: i'm at the MALL, shopping.
him: for what?
me: a dress.
him: for what?
me: a wedding.
him: oh. are you getting married on me?
me: what? no. you're weird.
him: i'm weird, yet you drove by MY house?
me: ha. i didn't drive by your house. remember, you still haven't told me who this is.
him: what's the point? you know.
this went on for a few minutes. ridiculous. so i ended up hanging up again. i told you...i'm five years old. but then i realize, i want to actually talk to him. i want to KNOW what happened. hello! whole point of driving by his house. but i'm thinking, great, now what? how do you admittedly tell someone you haven't talked to in weeks that you just drove by their house? when they don't even live close by? how is that a human thing to say? oh that's right, you don't, because it's not a human thing to say. it's a freak thing to say. but then i'm thinking, whatever. he called me...and answered me twice when i called him...so i can just fess up. i call back...
boy doesn't answer. lame. i leave a message. because i had to 'splain myself. in the most human-like possible way.
me: okay. so it's me. and maybe i do know who this is now. but on my defense-i looked like a real weirdo, and you called me out on it-and called me from a number i didn't recognize. but truth is, i was visiting a friend who lives around you. she said we had to stop at her friends real quick. as we were approaching i saw it was right where you lived. and so we were at her friends house literally a street away. and i thought, i can't be right here and not at least drive by. so we did. but i didn't know which house was yours...so we just crept down the whole street. and never in two million years did i think you'd actually see me. so that's kind of humiliating. but funny, very funny. i'm glad you're alive. you can call me back-but you probably won't, because apparently you don't call me back anymore. kay-bye.
yup. that's how it ended. and now nothing. not that i expected anything. and yeah, i lied to him. oh well. also, i honest to goodness thought NOTHING would come from tonight. i thought, we'd drive by his house...see nothing...and that'd be that. boy was i wrong. and of course, now i want call back this new number he has given me access to. but i won't. i do have some self control...please.*
*disclaimer...i can't promise i'll have much self control say, um, tomorrow.