What it takes

Oh hoho... I'm back, so you've gotta know that I'm FUCKED.

Even more so than ever before, and I've been screwed up before.

So let's see... a little background. We've been talking more I guess lately, and it's been great. We always seem to miss each other though - she's only around on weekends, and when I'm out, she's in, and when I'm bored at home she's out with her friends.

Anyways... So there was this song I wrote for her, ages ago. I've been rerecording my old stuff, using drum samples and whatnot to make them into real live songs. One day I mentioned this song to her, and she insisted that she wanted to hear it when I was done.

Well, okay then.

Problem: I had forgotten most of the lyrics years ago (she has the only copy of the lyrics... another story for another time), plus they were soppy and gay as hell anyway.

Big deal, I'll just rewrite them!

I did, and I finished the song.

I hit up on the brilliant idea of making her the proverbial "mix-tape". You know, the ones people painstakingly record on cassettes, with all the songs for the person they... wait a minute, I have a girlfriend, right? Well let's forget about that for a moment.

Okay. Mix-tape. More like a Mix-CD, but where's the fun in calling it that?

I made a tape that catalogues the way I felt for her over the years. As you may imagine, the first part is what all lovers dream of while they pine away at their windows... Euphoric, in love, basically all that dancing on sunshine crap. Predictably, the mood takes a dramatic dip towards the middle - hey I spent years being fucked up over this! I'm allowed.

The ending... Well the ending is kinda vague.

Which reminds me! I forgot to tell her that the last song on the CD was her song - and she refused to believe it was me! Damn, I'm good. Haha.

Anyways... This is the last weekend before I'm due to leave again for a year... We were supposed to see each other that morning if possible. But obviously, haha, I rang and she never woke up. Sometimes it's annoying being the only sub-20 person who wakes up before noon...

So later in the day I dropped by her house to give it to her, but she was out anyway. So I popped it in the mailbox.

Later that evening she messages me and says... she wants to meet up at night.

Okay. Go read the next one.