Wow. Two interesting things happened today and they both had to do with girls. First, and most importantly, Morah broke up with Bob. Which means she’s single. Which means the girl I’ve fallen in love with and who has fallen in love with me over the past few months is available. I can finally go out with her officially. And that makes me happy as a clam. Are clams happy? Anyway, she and I can finally be a couple. Which means it gets a whole lot better from here on out. I love you, Morah.
The other interesting thing has to do with a girl I fooled around with last year. A little history lesson is in order before I tell you what happened today. Her name is Mandy. She was the first girl I fooled around with at EWU. I saw her topless, she saw me nude, we touched and kissed and had fun in various little ways, but never had sex (intercourse or otherwise). Then she decided that things were happening too fast with us and I had to sleep in my own bed. But I still pursued her. Then she started flirting with this other guy and I got really jealous and things just fell apart between us. There was a half-hearted attempt to revive things around Christmas time that lead nowhere. So she started seeing this other guy named Joe or something. I guess he got her pregnant at some point (or someone got her pregnant, I don’t know who and I don’t want to make false allegations). I found this out when she was three weeks. She’s now due in nine days.
So here’s the freaky part. She got online and started talking to me today and here’s what she said: “…the baby’s father and I might get back together in which case we would get a place together by april or may.”
To which I replied, “Get back together? You’re not still together?”
“No, he cheated on me on my bday in July when I was four months pregnant,” she said. She went on to tell me about his pot smoking habits and how he hasn’t given her any support and that she’ll probably have to take him to court. So I figure, well she made a mistake that’s going to haunt her for the rest of her life. But then the conversation takes an odd turn. I told her about Morah and how she’s single now.
“Use your sweet talking, the way you win over all the pretty girls,” she advised.
I replied, “Is that how I won you over?”
“That is… no it was your cuteness and flirtatiousness about you I’d say.”
“Oh,” I said, a little nervous, “You think I’m cute?”
“You really know how to use that stuff to your advantage!”
“You really think so?” I inquire out of curiosity, “I don’t think I’m that cute.”
“Yes of course you are!” she exclaimed. Then the whole freaky truth came out. “I remember when Kristi and I FIRST met you! You were in your room on your computer and we were walking around looking at the “new kids” so we saw you and we went down and told everyone that we had just met THE hottest guy! We didn’t stop talking about you for hours!”
“Really?” I replied sheepishly, “Now I’m turning all red.”
“Yes really. We were hoping so bad that you would go to the football game that day with us! And you did. We were in heaven.”
In heaven? So, is it just me or does it seem a little odd that the single mother (who doesn’t hold out much hope of the biological father ever coming back to join the family) is telling me all this now? I mean, maybe I’m reading too much into this, but I feel like she’s trying to win me back. I mean, think about it. Mandy and I are attracted to each other, then we have a bad falling out. We try to get back together but it doesn’t work out. Then when she’s in an increasingly desperate position she starts telling me that she thinks I’m cute and that she was in heaven hanging out with me. Like I said, maybe it’s just me, but I think she wants me back.0 People like this. Be the first!