So far in my short life, I have only been actively pursued by three guys; a seven year old named Nicolas, a twelve year old named Andy, and a seventeen year old named Mitch. (Lucky enough for me, I happened to be the right age for all of them aaaaand...by my calculations, the next one should come when I'm around 22 or 23...)
The young man I'm mentioning here however, is Mr. Nicolas. I seem to remember that he was ardently in love with me and expressed it often in the form of teasing, chasing and kicking me. I didn't have and girl friends for a while because they didn't understand why I was having more fun with a cootie infested boy than with them, talking about Lance Bass or Justin Timberlake.
I ran across a note from Nicolas today and got such a kick out of it. It's written in his absolute BEST cursive and says:
To: Rachel Elizabeth
From: Nicolas Villa
Sweet Rachel I hope you had a merry Christmas. I did. I got a playstashon and legos new jeans plus the Grinch stole christmas game and a cool pen I wanted. Did you have a good Christmas? What did you get for Christmas?
I am glad I know you.
I thought the "Sweet Rachel" part was just too cute. :P
We were friends until he told me I had really hairy legs and proceeded to laugh at me because of this. A seven year old girl's ego can only take so much.
2 comments:
what about chad?
He didn't actively pursue me. I don't even know if he ever liked me.
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