Today is The Parents' anniversary..guess what that means? That's right...the house will be vacant of any hostile authorities for at least a few hours tonight (let's not even think about the when they get home, okay?)
For some strange reason, i always remember my first kiss around this time of year (I think it's because it was on Mother's Day). Anyway, it was with this girl named Natalia. I remember she had long, curly, brown hair and blue eyes, and she always wore a headband (it was the early 90's-what could you do?).
So I was walking home from school with a then adorable little seven-year-old Beastling, (the Brother was sick that day) and Natalia comes running up to me. My eyes widen and I smile, and then the poor thing decides to trip upon the root of a tree or some uneven concrete. The Beastling laughs her frekin a## of but i manage to control myself.
"Are...are you okay, Natala?" I couldn't pronounce her name back then.
"Um...I think so." she was close to tears and I told the beastling to walk home by herself. It was only a couple houses away.
Anyhow, I felt so sorry for her that I just laid one right on her and she immediately smiled. I felt better that she felt better and then we became "girlfriend/boyfriend." Two days later she dumped me for another guy, though. Damn...3rd grade can be so cruel.
The first time I told April that story she laughed (now you can stop wondering why I hang out with her). Then she apologized.
I finally cut my hair. I hate it.
But April doesn't.