viernes 19 de marzo de 2010

Day 7

I hate Jane Austen

I'm so confused, my heart go bananas for someone who I haven't met yet.

Today was a boring, slow day, my day off. The actual day where I cant lay on bed with a big bowl of chocolate Ice cream and watch tv. My energy is lo down that I'm getting tired by only think.

on the good side, I'm excited about going to class tomorrow, did all my homework. While thinking about going to class tomorrow my cellphone rings, its him, "Hello".a voice man said.. "I was just calling you to ask if you wanted to come to watch tv on my apartment tonight" ... he said. "jum! today?, I have classes tomorrow" I said,"I don't think so" .. ."why not?", "yeah, alright, I'll be there in 20"... "perfect" he said.


My mom was sitting on the living room, "mom, Im taking the car, alright?", "where? why?" she said,.. "oh!, I forgot i have something for tomorrow and I need to go to lizzi's to do it, can i go?" ..its was obvious to me that I was bluffing, I was jumpy and nervous and I was so not me,... we stood in silence for what it seemed the longest 30 seconds of my life, and then, taking me by surprise she said : "okay, just don't come back too late".. perfect mom!, thanks! : said while walking really fast to the car in case she changed her mind.

I opened the car door, sit down, turn on the car, the A.C... it almost feels like I'm giving myselft instructions. I was in my way to his house. who is he, you wonder. He is a guy I met, he is not from here, we are "seen" each other, what ever that means. is he my Mr. Darcy?, I don't know, I guess we would find out when I get to his house.

I'm 5 minutes away, I'm driving fast, I'm anxious about seen him.. the minutes past fast, almost too fast. suddenly, I'm here, the big white 35 floor building is suddenly intimidating.. YES!, the perfect parking ( I said to myself). I got out of the car, without forgetting to check my face on the car mirror.

I'm walking towards the elevator, I got in and pressed the 25 floor thing on the elevator.. It starts moving, 2, 3, 4, 5.. this is taking forever...15, 17, 18, 19, 20 ... do I look okay?... 21, 22.. O men, almost there.. 23 , 24.. I can feel the butterflies.. 25.. it opens, i walk towards his door, "knock knock" .. I heard: Coming, and he opens the door ...


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