Thursday, May 24, 2007

Jimmy...

When I was in kindergarten, I had a huge crush on Jimmy.

I used to chase him around the room at nap time so I could lay my mat next to his. He would always wait until I laid down and then move to the other side of the room.

At the end of the year, I passed the G.A.T.E. test and switched schools, leaving Jimmy behind.

But I took him with me in my heart.

My sophomore year of high school my Geometry teacher was calling role on the first day.

As fate would have it, Jimmy was sitting right next to me. Back together at last.

He ended up dating one of my best friends...who, consequently, I am no longer friends with.

I figure I'll see him again in about 6 years...and this time I will move to the other side of the room.

Not this time, Jimmy. You can only break my heart twice in a lifetime.

3 comments :

Allie said...

Stupid Jimmy.

Julie Hibbard said...

Is he the one you threw the grape at?

Pete Di Lallo said...

Jimmy's a good name for a truck...