Monday, February 4, 2008

Noteworthy Memories





There are too many dating stories to tell, but my favorite is my 20th birthday and it should be told. So I wake up on my 20th birthday and start getting ready for school and my roomates got a crown from Burger King for me to wear to school that had a 20 on it and I bought a big bag of candy to hand out in each of my classes to spread the joy. As I'm getting ready theres a knock at the door and a flower delivery service has a gigantice bouquet of flowers for me and the card is the first few lines of a poem written by Rhett. Then I go to my first class and there is another bouquet with more of the poem attached. This continues all day in every class I have, however in my religion class the bouquet is delivered by the Student Body Pres. (who is a giant Polynesian guy) and his friends who all do a Somoan Slap Dance (very loudly) for me in honor of my birthday. And it doesn't stop there, at lunch the NewYorker Janitor from the Bronxs? (accent and all) sings me some kind of serenade and then gets everyone in the vicinity to sing Happy Birthday to me, oh, and of course he flowers for me. I think the total bouquets by the end of my college day was 6 (I think I had only 4 classes). The poem Rhett wrote when finally all put together was beautiful! The fact that he could sing to me like Harry Connick Jr. and did so frequently, and now I discovered he wrote fantastic poetry, who can resist that? I tried to (that's why I ran away to London). But my birthday got even better after school when Rhett took me to all the antique stores he knew I had been dying to explore. And after I had changed into a fancy (ultra tight, ultra short) red chinese dress, he picked me up in a 1964 silver-blue Lincoln Continental with the suicide doors, but the best part was it came with a Chauffer for the evening! So we rode in the back together as he supprised me by taking me to La Cia (a very expensive and fancy french restraunt). The atmosphere and food was amazing and I felt very much like princess. However I totally devastated Rhett when during dinner he asked me what my dreams were and I said "I'd rather not tell you, because I don't think your the kind of guy who can fufill them". After all he did for me to make my birthday one of the most fantastic days of my life, I thoughtlessly crush his heart and ego. Luckily he overlooked that comment and never gave up on his quest to make me his wife.

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