Hi, I'm BACK!
…………………………………………………………………………………………..
5 February – 5 am
Can this weekend start off any worse? Why am I awake? Because that bloody Judith called me at 4:55 to ask me if I'd gotten her dumb fabric sample. I don't want her sample, I don't want her! And I don't want her to call me at God knows what time to irritate me!
I don't have anything to do, it's too early to call Mia and I can't get back to sleep. Damn Judith! There's nothing going on in CrackHead now, I really don't want to go into a chatroom…
But I am thinking up a new song:
If Only I Could-
I see you walking down the hall
You barely give a glance
One look right into your eyes
And I am in a trance
I wish I could tell you
But you don't give a sign
That if I really wanted to
I could make you mine
If only I could hug you,
Instead of saying "hi"
If only I could kiss you,
Instead of saying "bye"
If you told me you felt the same
If I know that you care
I wish you would understand,
For you, anything I dare.
I wish I could tell you
When I see the light in your eyes
But all I do is smile and nod
And tell you nothing but lies
If only I could hug you,
Instead of saying "hi"
If only I could kiss you,
Instead of saying "bye"
But I can't hug you,
I just say "hi"
And I can't kiss you,
I can only say "good-bye"
Well, its not hard to see who this song's about…Just like Tall Drink of Water, it basically says that I am a demented freak who is obsessed with my little sister's best friend…my life is sad.
I'm still smiling whenever I think of Mia's hug yesterday, and though I still haven't worked out why I'm such a good friend, I really have no objection to Mia's arms around my neck. I wouldn't object to any part of Mia's on me…Yes, I'm sick, I know.
Though it is impossible for Mia to think of me in any way other than a friend, if a miracle should occur…just now Mia never tells me how she feels because of Judith? Besides that fact that I despise Judith, she may be ruining any chances that I have with Mia.
This needs some deep thought…
……
5 February – 10 am
Well, this house is finally waking up.
Lilly's talking to me now, but not very politely. I know it's really easy to piss off my sister, but this time, I have no idea what I did. Wanna hear what she said to me?
I was in the kitchen, trying to get Maya to make me a big breakfast and then, Lilly comes in.
Me: G'Morning, Lil'
Lilly: Whatever Michael
Me: What is your problem?
Lilly: Mine? What the hell is yours?
(Dad comes in at that time, gives Lilly a dirty look, a possible threat of psycho-analysis, then grabs a cup of coffee, and goes back into his bedroom.)
Me: Lilly, did I do something to you?
Lilly: No
Me: Then what?
Lilly: Drop it Michael, If you don't know now, you never will.
Me: (Totally confused and frustrated) Does this have anything to do with Judith?
Lilly: (Totally sarcastically) No, Michael, I'm totally thrilled about you and your new cloning buddy.
(I'm silent, what can I say? I should have got myself out of this while I had a chance.)
Lilly: Anyway, whatever, it's your right to choose whatever type of whore you want, whether she can clone fruit flies or not.
(OUCH!)
Me: Lay off, Lilly.
Lilly: Gladly, I don't particularly like talking about licentious woman.
(Now I know that Lilly was totally pissed off, the only uses complex words when she's upset.)
Lilly: Michael, you're not going to be home tonight, are you?
Me: I might be, why shouldn't I?
Lilly: Ok, fine Michael, stay home, just stay out of my room and keep your shirt on.
Me: Why, my darling sibling, are you concerned that I might catch a cold?
(I love winding her up)
Lilly: No Michael, Mia is coming over and I don't want her to see the mosquito that I have for a brother.
(And with that, she walks out with her bowl of Cheerio's)
Ok, that did hurt. I'm not a mosquito; I think I have quite a good body, considering that I don't work-out or anything.
But hey, Mia's coming! I don't know if that's a good thing or not? Did that hug change anything between us?
……
5 February – 6 pm
I've spent the whole day trying to work out how to break it off with Judith…
There are 3 approaches that I could use:
The nice guy approach: "Judith, I'm sorry, there's been a misunderstanding, I really don't like you in that way. We are just too different and I'm sure it would never work out with us. I'm sorry, but I'm sure that there are loads of great guys who would want to go out with you."
The not-so-nice approach: "Hey $&$, I just want you to know that I hate you and every single one $&ing fruit flies. Piss off!"
The flattering and suggestive (and basically pathetic) approach: "Judith, I think you're a beautiful and sensitive woman, I hold you in the highest esteem and I consider myself honoured that you have picked me out of the mere mortals. I feel that I am holding you back for your true destiny, and that destiny only lies with Kenny Showalter…"
Ok, I thought the idea of Judith and Kenny was funny.
There's the doorbell…It's probably Mia…I'm hearing no footsteps…where the hell is Lilly?...I really don't want to answer the door…why isn't anybody answering the door?...bloody hell, I guess I DO have to answer the door…Damn Lilly.
15 minutes later
So I did answer the door, apparently Lilly was in the middle of making up a great idea of her show, and thus couldn't be bothered to open the door for her best friend.
I had to open the door for her best friend, who was standing there looking incredibly beautiful, with her cheeks all pink from the cold.
Me: Hi Mia
Mia: Hey Michael, how are you?
Me: I'm good and you?
Mia: I'm good too, just a bit cold though, so can I come in?
And that's when I notice that I had been blocking Mia's way into the house, so I move slightly, giving Mia just enough room to brush past me. God, she smells so good, a bit like jasmines.
Me: Well, Lilly's in her room, planning her next ground-breaking expose.
Mia: (Blushing) Yeah, I know…
Me: Well, I guess I'll see you at dinner.
Mia: Yeah, see ya…
I turn away, cursing myself for not saying anything remotely cool.
Mia: Michael?
Me: Yeah?
Mia: Er, did you work out how we're gonna put all those messages together?
Me: No…
Mia: Oh.
Me:…But hey, since you're here and all, do you wanna come into my room after dinner and we can work something out?
Mia: (Blushing even more) Er, sure.
Yeah, Mia is gonna be in my room, with me, alone!
……
5 February – 10:00 pm
Mia's gone now; she's watching X-Men 2 with my sister out in the rec room now.
That was one of the worst ideas I ever had, who did I think I was calling Mia into my room? As soon as she entered the room, she was ill-at-ease and looked so uncomfortable; it even made me more pathetic than usual.
We were both sitting on my bed, with all these papers between us, but surprisingly, we actually made some progress, maybe this presentation will actually be ready by VD…
Then, things get bad, Mia sees the guitar that's lying in the corner of my room and asks me if I've done any new songs. Clever me thinks is the perfect time to sing my new song…I am the dumbest dude in the world.
So I sing it, and Mia's staring at my face the whole time, but when the song ends and I finally look back at her, she doesn't want to meet my eyes.
Me: Mia? Are you all right?
Mia: (sounding a bit stuffed up) Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
Me: Coz it sounds like you're crying.
Mia: No, I'm not, I just have a cold.
Me: I'm sorry.
Mia: Its fine…that song was really…(she sighs)…great.
Me: Thanks (thinking that I might as well tell her how I feel about her now), it's about someone I know and I really love her, er (deep breath)…it's about…
Mia: Yeah, I get it, it's about Judith…listen, Michael, I'm feeling really tired, so I'm going to sleep now.
Me: Mia? No, wait-
But I was too late, Mia had already left. Now I can totally see that she just didn't want to be around me, or she would have really gone to bed, not stay up watching X-Men with Lilly. I hate my life.
COMPUTER SHUTDOWN
……………………………………………………………………………………...
Hehe, what did you think? I thought it came out pretty good. Please please agree. Isn't it so typical of Mia to misconstrue that confession? I know that song was pretty pathetic, but as always, that is the only thing I own in this PD fic, so respect all patents, copyrights etc. Sadly, I still don't own any of the characters, especially not Michael. But I'm gonna update more regularly now…so at least something good is happening.