I
remember having talks with my dad about what he thought the world would look
like in so many years. I have never thought that in my little life so much would change in
such a relatively short time.
In 1996
I kept a journal. I wrote in it every single day. I have not skipped a day.
What I
wrote about the most: the lessons at school, spending time with my best friend
and…off course…the boys.
In the year 1996 there was the first
boyfriend. Ow my god, you can’t imagine how it worked back in those days.
This boy
was the cousin of a friend of mine form the neighborhood. He was visiting his
family and we met because we were playing outside. I can’t really recall a
special moment or thing that happened that evening. Besides that we looked at
each other. There was eye contact! Oooeeee! The next day I told my friend that
I liked her cousin. She phoned him and asked what he thought of me. He liked me
too. Then she asked if he wanted to go steady with me. Yes, he did. That was
that!
This boy
didn’t live anywhere near me. He lived in a other town. So I bet now you’re
wondering how that worked. Because internet wasn’t the only thing we didn’t
have at that time. Mobile phones. No! They didn’t exist jet. So we wrote each
other letters. Yes! Letters. And we got to phone each other a view times. On
the land-line. It was the long distance thing that didn’t work. I should have
known.
It was
cute though. I was somebody’s girlfriend. What a laugh now.
For the
rest of that time…there where a view boys that caught my eye.
There
was the tough boy who was hanging out with the other tough guy’s out side. Way
out of my ‘Im-way-to-brave’ league.
There
was the basketball boy. I remember I used to borrow my neighbors dog to take
him for a walk so I had a excuse to walk past his house.
There
was a painter at school. Ow my. A lot of girls fancied him. I remember talking
with the girls (to be honest you could call it argue) who he looked at. Off
course every single one of us was sure he looked at her. So did I.
There
was the boy in class who I liked. But he didn’t like me. He liked my best friend.
You know
what. Not much has changed over the years. Boys come and go. Some stay longer
than others.
Because
I decided I would write this blog I will also share my most embarrassing moment
with you.
He and
guess what…it has something to do with a boy that I liked. What a surprise!
Ok.
Close your eye’s and imagine: High school. We had different blocks for
different subjects. The main subject where given in one of the wings of the
school that had 3 levels. At the beginning and end of every hall of every wing
there where big glass swing doors. Between those doors there were about four
classrooms. Next to the door there was glass so you could see in to the
hallway. In the hall there were a few tables. Sometimes students would be
sitting there to work on a project or so.
So was
he that day. I didn’t know much about him but I thought he was ever so cute!
Maybe I will have to say out of my league. But still. He was sooo cute. He was
sitting at the end of the hallway. I walked through the doors and we had eye contact.
The whole walk down the hall. It felt like forever. I felt like I was walking
on air. Ow men I wished it would last forever!
The
table he was sitting at was all the way at the end, next to the glass swing
door. Do you know you can block the swing option on the door? You feel it
coming? While having eye contact I wanted to walk through the door. But instead
of walking through the door I walked right in to it! It was blocked! It didn’t
open. I smacked my face in the door! While he was looking at me! He was
looking. He saw it! Remember the air I was walking on? It was gone! He had to
laugh. Which it totally don’t blame him for!
Absolutely
my favorite moment of my high school period!
Aaahh i was soo cute!
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