December 8, 2004
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Even a building can be bigger than a church.
Back in high school, there was a girl that I hung out with during a summer. I liked her and I think she liked me. A mutual friend told me we were supposed to happen, but I turned into an asshole after my car accident(underage driving). She started to avoid me and I started to hate her because that is the mature thing to do.
These shoulda-woulda-couldas can drive you crazy. It took me at least three or four years to fully get over my thing with her because I couldn't forgive myself for fucking everything up. See, it was not about her specifically, but what she represented. She was possibly the only good thing in my life at the time, a symbol of where my life was supposed to go. I wasn't supposed to go through what I did because, ideally, life should be simple.
Looking back at those moments, I would say that when you're fourteen you are ready to drive but terribly unready to deal with the guilt and fear struck by almost killing one stranger old lady, one stranger little kid, and two of your best friends. I don't know what age says you're ready for that.
Everything has worked out, though. The girl ended up with some other guy, and honest to god he was a good guy. He was a much better choice than me because he was nice, ridiculously good looking, and very social while I was an anti-social asshole that happened to be pretty crummy in bed.
I don't know about you, but when I was fifteen, I definitely was not ready to please others.
By sixteen I was definitely ready to please. That's when my girlfriend started yelling at me unabashedly. I've since never worked under so much pressure and you've never heard so much shouting from a naked woman.
There was also a time when I wanted to sleep with my boss in high school. Reasons? First, she was attractive. Two, I was--and still am--a really horny guy. Three, I thought it would help her out.
She looked so damn stressed all them time and I always ran a scenario in my head where we would have a cataclysmic orgasm on her desk. Legs splayed in the air, mouths wide open, papers strewn about the floor, telephone pleading with us to dial, pencils standing up in the carpet. She would have felt magnificent and thanked me for changing the course of her life.
I wasn't always a selfish bastard, you know. That developed years later.
I've been getting hard-ons at least six times a day lately. Even in public.
How come I'm not popular in Houston?
Oh man, I definitely am a boner. A client gave me a card for the holidays and I thanked him by saying, "Merry Christmas." He's Jewish and I just realized the card says 'Happy Holidays'. No wonder he grinned at me like he thought I was an idiot. It's because I am one!
He's a bigger idiot, though. I've got money from him, and you know that's got to be hard to get. Zing!
Oh who'm I kidding? I'm bigger than an idiot. In fact, I'm an imbecile.
Comments (24)
hahahha i think most buildings built nowadays are bigger and taller than churches....
its ok... if ur an imbecile... im something wayyyy worse.
teacher crush has always been popular. like 7 years ago in college (yes i;m that old) i had a crush on my professor. i used to come to his office for extra help. then he's say, you're doing excellent. you have a perfect A in the class. what more could you need help in?" when he'd give lectures, that's when my fantasies began . . .
Happy HOLIDAYS Imbecile *wink*
~S~
interesting post, what an imagination but what i can say, doesnt everyone have there kinky side? lol o and i probably would of done the same thing with the christmas card. i mean its a simple mistake or maybe we're just not thinkers hehe
I am sorry about not getting any. But the more you think about it, the more miserable you are going to be. Maybe you need to think of a different option...
i think imbecile is a word we just don't utilize enough these days.
think funnier
A cataclysmic orgasm can move mountains.
a cataclysmic orgasm is the rise of what is pandemonium amidst the domain of lucifer and his demonic minions
that car accident sounds traumatic. you have a very interesting blog. it's concise, but insightful.
the issue of woulda-coula-shoulda...o man...till this day, i still get bogged down sometimes, from the mistakes i made when i was SIXTEEN! funny how the choices you make back then still impact your life decades later. decades?!? damn i'm old. but what does one do about that? how do you let things go? i think i've gotten closure for the coulda-woulda-shouldas, but it still does this weird thing to my heart sometimes...feels like i have to go to the bathroom when i think about it.
i wanted to bang my teacher once... he was pretty hott
jaxx
hey! i just noticed that you became a xanga member on my birthday!!! WOOHOO! we should have a birthday xanga anniversary party... lol
jaxx
is that pic of the downtown marriott in san fran?
that was the perfect response for a jew.
ur xanga is interesting~
hmm.. still trying to figure out that comment about the church and the building...
I could of swore I saw Batman on top of that building. In the 4th grade I had a teacher that looked like a latina Linda Carter, the woman who played Wonder Woman in the 70s TV show. She wore low-cut flimsy shirts and whenever she'd bend over the tops of her breasts were exposed. Back then I never could figure out why my pants got tighter whenever her breasts looked at me.
hey! thanks for the comment on my page =)
eh, that's kind of weird. Boners during the day usually are an indication of a burgeoning lymph node tumor. Cancer man, cancer. Now that's something to whine about.
hrm.. i thought all sibling relationships were like that.. maybe i am horribly mistaken..
driving at age 14? this isnt mexico!
wow.. at least you'not impotent..
well im training for film editing. its not necessarily my future career but i like doin it. for work we make alot of videos so im having fun learning. me n my friends made acted, shot, and edited the 2 minute pepper spray commercial. its funny and pretty well edited for me being a beginner and all hehe i wish i could show u but i duno how i would...sry
Boss banging is nothing new here even if she was in her mid-50s and starting to bald. Hey... I'm just trying to get ahead like the next guy.
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