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Personal, Part 4
Tuesday, 19 August 2003
You know, I really have to think of a better name than Personal... but I think its the best. You know its about the same thing, just continued, but you also realized this is the deep shit I usually don't talk about. Anyway, last time I told you I called her and planned on doing something Wednesday. Well, later that night I called her again, like I said I would. Well, we didn't get to talk to long, because her friend came over, and she was expecting a call from some guy. Which to me, well, it made me feel unimportant. Well, since we were working at the same time Tueday, today, I figured I'd give her a ride to and from work, since otherwise she would have to walk. So I picked her up and we went to Julie's Cafe and talked about general stuff for like an hour and half before we had to get to work at McD's. Yes, I finally admit, I work at McDonald's, see I told you this was personal. Anyway, it seemed a little weird walking into work with her, since we were just hanging out for a long while. It almost felt like people were looking at us as a "couple." We wer supose to close together, but she told me that someone else wanted to close, so she gave her hours away. So I didn't end up working with her as much as I wanted. She asked if I could still give her a ride home. I said yeah, and got a little confused. why would she come back to McDs to get a ride when she could get a ride with the people she was hanging out with? She then asked, "Did you want me to go with them?" I said, "no, I just didn't fully inderstand it." She said she wanted to say good-night to me. That had to mean something. She wanted to say good-night to me. Well, as we are driving to her house, and she keeps repeating, "I hope my mom not home." I ask why, she say that she just hopes she isn't. Well, we get to her house, he moms not there. She hugs me and we say goodnitght. I almost wanted to kiss her right then and there, but I held back. Should I have? I don't know. I din't want to fuck things up, if it turned out to be a "just friends" thing. She leave telling me to call her tomorrow. I will, and this time I won't let anything get in my way. I figured, I must figure out where this relationship is going, and the longer I wait, the worse it will be. So tomorrow, I must find out. Oh, and tomorrow is my last day at my internship. I am going to miss that place. Anyway, until next time... eat a waffle.
Mood: I don't know.
Music: Tail Of The Sun - Stroke 9