brian
My Life as an Afterschool Special
I talked to Brian again last night. How wonderful it feels to maintain a friendship with someone who knows you so well, despite the past… to be able to laugh at how awkward everything was…. it is a good feeling.
Its funny because I was just talking to Lisa about Brian, and she said “You havent told me much about him”
and I realized that I didnt because I didnt think there was much to tell. I mean Brian and I were boring. No big drama, nothing crazy, not huge highs and lows… it was just… steady. Even our breakup was steady.
Lisa said “Oh yeah, you dated this godly guy for a long time, but it wasnt drama filled so you didnt mention it?! I mean stability and steadyness, what is THAT?!”
heh. she has a point.
But for the record there WERE highs and lows, and a bit of drama, and a lot of making out….
Last night I started out by asking Brian if he wanted to to be deep and talk about what was going on and his mom, or if he wanted to be silly and shallow and be distracted. He said he wanted to see where the conversation went.
We went silly and shallow.
Brian talked about us smoking cigars together, and I couldnt remember what he was talking about. He said “we smoked them at a party” and I said “whose party” and he said “i dont remember” and i said “well… what state were we in”
Heh. I am such a nerd.
He made fun of me moving so much and pointed out that while we dated I lived in five states. Did I mention I like to move?!
I said “I dont really remember that” and he asked what I remembered about us…
I said “naps, we took a lot of naps”
He said ” You took naps Jamie, you were always sleeping”
I replied “Thats cause you were always making out with me… I got tired”
And we proceeded to talk about making out…
Did you know I made out under a fooseball table at my parents house? heh. I TOTALLY forgot about that until last night. I am such a rebel.
But its true, Brian and I made out all over the midwest, which was ok, because as he pointed out we waited like two and half years to kiss.
Ohhhh to be 19 and in love again… to have wild and reckless and hungry and stolen kisses….
Sadly thoes days are long gone. The closet I have come to kissing in a while was when I kissied dating goodbye, or at least kissed it “lets just be friends for a while”
And now I learning how to be steady and stable all by my self. But every now and then I think back to thoes days, and I smile….
You gotta laugh at yourself, or you’d cry your eyes out if you didnt.
