Last night on my way to the UCF dorms to watch a movie with some friends, I passed a man walking on the side of the road. He had just gotten off of the bus, and was dressed in what looked like a dressy work uniform. I immediately began to think of how lucky I am to have all that i have, and be healthy. This poor man probably works hard for his money and doesn't even have a car to get to and fro his job. I'm an 18 year old, with a car and my own apartment. Spoiled. But things like seeing that guy makes me realize that things aren't so bad after all, and i am truly happy to be where i am.
Before my humbling experience and after i bought my $4 keds at Goodwill, I went to Subway in Waterford lakes to pick up a quick dinner. I told the dapper young man my order and then he tells me, "You remind me of my brother's fiance." I was caught off gaurd and unsure of what to respond with, but i went with it. He made small talk with me until a slue of other customers poured in. Things such as this give me hope. Hope that there's someone out there for me; that i won't be alone forever. It's just the element of time.
Speaking of people out there for me, I have no idea what i am doing. I went on a date the other night, we had a good time and the guy likes me but I just don't know! Maybe I'm just lonely, or desperate. I'm unsure on my feelings towards this baseball playing, truck driving 18 year old. I feel guilty even going on another date with him (thinking that perhaps one more time will open my eyes and give me a great revelation) I don't want to start something and have it end with someone getting hurt. Maybe i should just wait. But, wait forever? It seems like i'm always waiting. I've been in a funk lately thinking about all of this. I need a sign! Someone please give me a sign!
His roommate, "Butters" (last name Butterfield), is a trip. One of those people where everything that comes out of his mouths makes you laugh, even though it's more like he's always acting drunk. I'm not sure why I included that tidbit of information. It's weird to me that Chris and James are probably reading this. I'm not sure why.
I want a tattoo.
1 comment:
Don't worry, James and I don't bite. Where to begin...how about from the top! Riding the bus does not make one not well off. In my dream world I would ride the bus everywhere. Driving is horrible when you get into the city, it wastes gas, is expensive to keep up, and takes your attention from reading or other materials. I think the bus is a fun experience to open you to new people and observe a world you don't always know all about.
That said, there is no reason not to have hope for a guy. You are hot. Plenty of guys have, do, and will like you. That Subway guy sounds like he was hitting on you too! So if you are looking for a sign, you will be waiting forever. We just live by what we have, and do the best that we can with that. You have plenty to work with.
And with his roommate being called Butters; that made my day. Butters is also a character on South Park, and he is a real trip.
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