A/N: This really cracks me up... Lizzie thinks that Jack, Daniel, and Gordo
are three different guys when they are the same ones! It's so funny... Oh,
and just to tell you, I have nothing against the name Laurel. As a matter
of fact, I had a friend Laurel who moved to Michigan... we just got a
Christmas card from them, and that's how I thought of the name.
You seem really confused. I've gotten several reviews saying, "I don't get
it," or whatever, and I'm sorry, but you really have to use your brain in
this one. ~Peace~!
***
December 19th, 2015
9:32 p.m.
Dear Diary,
You will never believe what just happened.
Okay, so maybe it isn't *too* unbelievable, but it is still cool.
You know that guy... the cute one I spilled my coffee all over? Well, I saw him again! But that's not all... this time, he sat down next to me, and was like, "hey". Here's our conversation as I recall it... it wasn't too long ago, so it's pretty accurate.
Me- Hey, it's you!
Him- Yeah...
Me- I see you put on a clean shirt.
Him- (looks down) ugh...
Me- I'm really sorry. I'm such a klutz, and sometimes, I forget where I'm going and... ooh, I really hope that didn't leave a stain. I'm sorry, I really am. (I babble like an idiot for a while, then stop to take a deep breath when he interrupts.)
Him- It's okay. I didn't care for that shirt anyway.
Me- (sighing) oh! Good.
Him- So, what's your name?
Me- [well, I couldn't tell him my real name... he might start stalking me or something...] (smiling) Laurel.(still grinning, teeth gritted)[Laurel? Wasn't that the name of my teddy bear in kindergarten?]
Him- I'm Jack.
[At least he has a decent name.]
Me- Hi.
Him- Hi... Where are you headed?
Me- (hesitating again, stuttering)[maybe I should tell him the truth] California... L.A. [...close enough] You?
Him- A suburb of L.A.
Me- Oh, so you're getting on this plane?
Him- Yeah.
Me- cool...
Wait a minute... I'll stop here. This isn't important... it's later on. We talked for a long time, and we actually flirted! I felt kind of guilty... I didn't have the guts to tell him about Daniel... or Gordo.
Oh, sweet Gordo. ~_~
I know it's like two-timing (three-timing?), and I know that I love Gordo more than the world... it's just that I have absolutely no chance of ever seeing him again. That is, if Matt is lying. (Which he probably is!) So I know this sounds wrong, but I have to move on with my life. I gotta get married in the next seven, eight years, or else I'm going to be... old. And if I gotta marry, I gotta start dating again. Do you know that I haven't had a single date since... since I was only 16 or 17, before I saw Gordo. And Jack is really nice! We talked for two hours, and then -guess what- he fell asleep on my shoulder.
Then the electricity went out. I mean, really. The generator failed completely. Nothing works. I woke him up and he was actually blushing! But now he's somewhere else. Not on my shoulder anymore. And me? Well, I'm sitting here, in the dark, with my laptop on, typing my diary instead of writing it because I wanted too keep a "record of events". Gordo always said that writing down or storing every single memory somewhere is a good idea, because when you are, like, seventy-five, you would want to look back at all of this, never forget it, and -who knows?- maybe in five hundred years they'll discover your diary and you'll be famous!
Yeah, I know, I'm weird.
I still feel bad, though. I'm leading Daniel on... I told him I was single... which is true. But I'm single and crushing. On a guy I can never get. it brings me back to when I was ten and I had a crush on some rock star and for a few months I was sure fate would bring us together, but then I'd realize that there was absolutely now way I was going to meet him, and it was worthless. I'm living the same fantasy now. Gordo's gone. Mr. Carlson. I can't do anything about it.
So that takes out Gordo.
But still, I'll have to dump one; Jack or Daniel.
I have reasons for both. I mean, I've known both of them for only a day (one long, snowy, boring, miserable day) and both of them are sweet and nice. But then again, I've seen Jack. Face-to-face. And as for Daniel... well he could be just about anyone who owns a computer in this world. But then again, I don't know if I could consider Jack as my "boyfriend". We only talked... nothing big, and it's not like he asked me out. I bet in his eyes, we're just friends." And I lied to both of them. Laurel and Stacy. I don't know... maybe I should dump both.
But I have to admit, Jake is hot.
It just doesn't seem right to me...
Well, I better get some sleep. They said that the snow will probably stop sometime early morning and it'll start to melt soon, so I'm going to call it a day.
Ciao!
***
December 19th, 2015
9:32 p.m.
Dear Diary,
You will never believe what just happened.
Okay, so maybe it isn't *too* unbelievable, but it is still cool.
You know that guy... the cute one I spilled my coffee all over? Well, I saw him again! But that's not all... this time, he sat down next to me, and was like, "hey". Here's our conversation as I recall it... it wasn't too long ago, so it's pretty accurate.
Me- Hey, it's you!
Him- Yeah...
Me- I see you put on a clean shirt.
Him- (looks down) ugh...
Me- I'm really sorry. I'm such a klutz, and sometimes, I forget where I'm going and... ooh, I really hope that didn't leave a stain. I'm sorry, I really am. (I babble like an idiot for a while, then stop to take a deep breath when he interrupts.)
Him- It's okay. I didn't care for that shirt anyway.
Me- (sighing) oh! Good.
Him- So, what's your name?
Me- [well, I couldn't tell him my real name... he might start stalking me or something...] (smiling) Laurel.(still grinning, teeth gritted)[Laurel? Wasn't that the name of my teddy bear in kindergarten?]
Him- I'm Jack.
[At least he has a decent name.]
Me- Hi.
Him- Hi... Where are you headed?
Me- (hesitating again, stuttering)[maybe I should tell him the truth] California... L.A. [...close enough] You?
Him- A suburb of L.A.
Me- Oh, so you're getting on this plane?
Him- Yeah.
Me- cool...
Wait a minute... I'll stop here. This isn't important... it's later on. We talked for a long time, and we actually flirted! I felt kind of guilty... I didn't have the guts to tell him about Daniel... or Gordo.
Oh, sweet Gordo. ~_~
I know it's like two-timing (three-timing?), and I know that I love Gordo more than the world... it's just that I have absolutely no chance of ever seeing him again. That is, if Matt is lying. (Which he probably is!) So I know this sounds wrong, but I have to move on with my life. I gotta get married in the next seven, eight years, or else I'm going to be... old. And if I gotta marry, I gotta start dating again. Do you know that I haven't had a single date since... since I was only 16 or 17, before I saw Gordo. And Jack is really nice! We talked for two hours, and then -guess what- he fell asleep on my shoulder.
Then the electricity went out. I mean, really. The generator failed completely. Nothing works. I woke him up and he was actually blushing! But now he's somewhere else. Not on my shoulder anymore. And me? Well, I'm sitting here, in the dark, with my laptop on, typing my diary instead of writing it because I wanted too keep a "record of events". Gordo always said that writing down or storing every single memory somewhere is a good idea, because when you are, like, seventy-five, you would want to look back at all of this, never forget it, and -who knows?- maybe in five hundred years they'll discover your diary and you'll be famous!
Yeah, I know, I'm weird.
I still feel bad, though. I'm leading Daniel on... I told him I was single... which is true. But I'm single and crushing. On a guy I can never get. it brings me back to when I was ten and I had a crush on some rock star and for a few months I was sure fate would bring us together, but then I'd realize that there was absolutely now way I was going to meet him, and it was worthless. I'm living the same fantasy now. Gordo's gone. Mr. Carlson. I can't do anything about it.
So that takes out Gordo.
But still, I'll have to dump one; Jack or Daniel.
I have reasons for both. I mean, I've known both of them for only a day (one long, snowy, boring, miserable day) and both of them are sweet and nice. But then again, I've seen Jack. Face-to-face. And as for Daniel... well he could be just about anyone who owns a computer in this world. But then again, I don't know if I could consider Jack as my "boyfriend". We only talked... nothing big, and it's not like he asked me out. I bet in his eyes, we're just friends." And I lied to both of them. Laurel and Stacy. I don't know... maybe I should dump both.
But I have to admit, Jake is hot.
It just doesn't seem right to me...
Well, I better get some sleep. They said that the snow will probably stop sometime early morning and it'll start to melt soon, so I'm going to call it a day.
Ciao!