Blog #6

Life in the Sunshine State In Florida I felt that I could be anyone I wanted, it was a new beginning full of excitment. I went out and bought a guitar; I would be the next Jewel. My cousin came over and asked me to play a song for him, I was embarrassed at first but reluctantly agreed. We sat on the cream colored couches. My cousin and his girlfriend sat across from me on the other couch. I began playing and singing my original song. I got really into it, my hands moving across the strings and my voice echoing in the air. Sunddenly, My cousin screamed, "Look at that. Ahhhhh." I stopped what I was doing, startled by his screams. He pointed to the door, our heads turned to look out the windows of the french doors. There was a huge rat outside the doors. It stood there looking in with it's beady eyes, staring right at me. (This is same rat my mother beat to death with a broom weeks later.) Then it scattered away. I thought, "It ruined my song, whaa" I never got to finish it. My song lured the rat to the door and I was definatly no Jewel. I was excited as I sat at on the armrest of my green couch waiting for him to arrive. This would be my first date since I moved to Florida. He was a pharmaceutical rep who came into the pediatricians’ office I worked at. He had brown hair, which was parted on the side; he always wore a suit and looked put together. I could not help but think that he was cute. What else could I ask for a man with a good job, a nice appearance and a great smile, I felt like I had won the jackpot! I was sitting at the large desk, which was positioned right in front of the door. It hovered high above the patients. This was the spot where he asked me out after months of harmless flirting. As he pulled up and I walked out to meet him as a approached he shrank. We were eye to eye, well not quite, I was about 3 inches taller than he was. He immediately apologized for running late, he had been playing tennis and the match ran late. He was wearing tennis short and white tee shirt meanwhile I was dressed for a nice dinner. The beads of sweat were forming on his face. I leaned in the kiss him on the cheek and as I pulled away, I could feel the damp residue on the corner of my mouth extending to part of my cheek. He drove us to the restaurant that was located in Lincoln Road. We sat down at our table, I sat directly across from him, and began talking about random things. He took a big gulp of his drink and began coughing so uncontrollably that he spit his drink all over me. I was in shock as I felt the sticky soda hit my entire face. He immediatly handed me a napkin and I pated my face with it but it was so flimsy that it began to fall apart and pieces of paper began to stick to my face. I got up and went to the bathroom to really freshen up. I was a complete mess; globs of white paper on my face and mascara running down my face. I had to wash my entire face and go back out to my date. Needless to say, this was was the worst date ever and we never went out again.