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A series of different relationships in three sentences
January 26, 2008
We walked to Wendy’s for chicken nuggets back before we could drive. I absorbed your sense of humor like happiness. It hasn’t changed much since.
I was taken with your cheesy poetry. Your gifts were the most thoughtful I’d ever received. You wouldn’t set your cell phone aside for five FREAKIN’ seconds to say hi when I got in the car.
You confidently walked to the side of my booth as I sat eating a cafeteria chicken patty. You said you liked my lacrosse uniform. You approached my ex-boyfriend from behind and punched him in the back of his head, shattering your wrist.
I guess your self-righteousness was sort of cute. I did like your shaggy haircut. But I was a bit past the constant skateboard talk by my second year of college.
I’d always hoped I’d be able to spend a summer not knowing where I’d sleep each night. New York, Ocean City, riding shotgun as you made the full drive to Boston with my bare feet on the dashboard. It was nice to be tan, without makeup, without plans.
I was enjoying that late night in October, blasting rock from your car stereo and touring those haunted houses. And then your cell phone was bugging you, so you threw it out the window. Was that supposed to be impressive?
Bitterness seeped from your pores when you thought about your old girlfriend. She was a psycho, yes. But you sort of were too.
You really weren’t exactly the most caring individual. I think I was just in love with the idea of marrying my high school sweetheart. Must’ve been all that country music.
You stared hard at me when you told me you loved me and I didn’t say it back. A week later you said I was moving too fast. The hell?
Categories: Daily
January 26th, 2008 at 9:04 pm
I know this boy.
Well, I know the concept of this boy. I think I’ve dated him.
He is just a minor variation on the rest of the other half, I think.
ps. I am endlessly inspired by your fantastic blog. :)
January 26th, 2008 at 10:13 pm
Such a wide ranging series of emotions crystalized into series of sentences. Boys can be dumb. And erratic.
(I saw this post being created!)
January 26th, 2008 at 10:16 pm
ooh I like this idea! I may have to steal it ;)
January 26th, 2008 at 10:20 pm
Hey that’s pretty interesting. Must have been the best chicken nuggets you’ve ever had.
January 26th, 2008 at 10:29 pm
I dated this boy’s brother many years ago. He was so damn confusing
January 26th, 2008 at 10:39 pm
Love this idea. Some would write three books over these, three sentences is a much more interesting read.
January 26th, 2008 at 11:14 pm
I think I dated versions of these boys too. It’s funny how they all end up so similar.
January 27th, 2008 at 1:32 am
I remember when he had a massive cast thing on his hand after he punched that dude. I had Spanish class with him. I always liked his deep brown eyes… but he was a bit different.
I can see why you feel the way that you do.
January 27th, 2008 at 5:39 am
aaah i love this! your writing really does inspire me. such a creative, tidy way to piece together a relationship.
January 27th, 2008 at 1:20 pm
I can see where he was appealing to you — back in the day, but I’m glad he is now your ex.
January 27th, 2008 at 1:23 pm
ha. I dated a guy like this once. He really was a psycho, I think, though he accused me of being one. This was a good read.
January 27th, 2008 at 3:27 pm
I like that these are all different people.
January 27th, 2008 at 5:19 pm
I never realize how different my relationships have been, or even how many I’ve had, until I really go back and think about it.
Even with the ones that end up not-so-great, they’re still all experiences.
January 27th, 2008 at 5:24 pm
Wow! Sometimes I’m just so struck by your ideas and execution.
Incredible.
January 27th, 2008 at 9:20 pm
“She was a psycho, yes. But you sort of were too.”
Ahhhh, I know this one too well.
January 28th, 2008 at 2:59 am
Took me a second to realize exactly what you were doing, this is actually inspiring me to do something similar. I am not quite creative on my own. Ha.
January 28th, 2008 at 8:18 am
This? was wonderful. Thank you :)
January 28th, 2008 at 8:21 am
Hey here’s mine!
You had sideburns. It was over before it started, but thanks for returning my t-shirt. I’m still a little hurt that you jumped into a serious relationship about two weeks after. And I’ve gained weight. What a happy ending.
January 28th, 2008 at 1:40 pm
This was very creative. Honestly, you could turn this into a movie about all the people being somehow connected; and I’d go watch it.
January 28th, 2008 at 3:06 pm
Ouch, that last one is PAINFUL.
What a lovely post!
January 28th, 2008 at 3:31 pm
That last paragraph? Obviously we’ve dated the same person at some point.
Sorry you experienced him too, the douche.
January 28th, 2008 at 3:49 pm
Sorry for using your idea!
I really loved this whole entry, this one:
I was enjoying that late night in October, blasting rock from your car stereo and touring those haunted houses. And then your cell phone was bugging you, so you threw it out the window. Was that supposed to be impressive?
made me laugh out loud. I’m glad I found your blog!
January 28th, 2008 at 5:05 pm
The three sentence thing is brilliant.
January 28th, 2008 at 7:34 pm
“You really weren’t exactly the most caring individual. I think I was just in love with the idea of marrying my high school sweetheart. Must’ve been all that country music.”
Great lines.
That boy? Is danger.
Though I’m sure we all know it at the time, but jump anyways.
January 29th, 2008 at 9:13 am
The never-ending contradictions that are men. Or boys, as the case may be. I think though, that if women ever really figured us out, they’d never come back!
January 29th, 2008 at 10:01 am
Beautiful, touching words. I feel like I know this boy too!
I just found you via PittGirl, and I’ll be back daily! :)
January 29th, 2008 at 9:57 pm
I loved this! And like #3 Jen above, I might be stealing it.
January 30th, 2008 at 10:29 am
I don’t know why, but I felt a lot of nostalgia whil reading this. Good post.
January 30th, 2008 at 10:30 am
while*
Oh, and this wasn’t all one boy was it? Each paragraph was a different one?
January 30th, 2008 at 5:11 pm
These sound familiar, especially the last one. Not so much with the I Love You, but he told me to call him and then said I was calling him too much. It still pisses me off.
February 2nd, 2008 at 12:20 am
these are almost haiku-esque. expanded haiku. very well done, and yes, maybe i’d have to steal this idea also.