Oh em gee it's like totally time for a TBT!!! Before you wet yourselves, I have you be aware that this story is very near and dear to me and I usually only tell people I feel genuinely comfortable around. Luckilly for you, I'm feeling pretty loose today heading to NYC, jamming to some Ace of Base radio on Pandora.(Talk about a throwback) So I'm in a perfect state to share personal, embarassing stories over the world wide web. I do feel
bad for the fellow next to me because I reek of spray tan. Oops. Some of you will read this and know exactly how I told you the story and some of you will pity me and my unfortunate luck. Well, either way, here goes nothing.
Flashback to 2005(2006?) when I was in 7th grade. Well at least I think it was 7th because I have no braces and massive acne in the pictures. Either way, Megan invited me on a Carnival cruise with her and her family.(We all know those cruises are fucked from the get-go considering all their mechanical problems lately) I was super excited because I'd never been on a cruise and everyone always told me how fun they were and how many people you meet. Being my annoying, social butterfly self that was the part I was looking forward to most. So we're there doing fun excursions, having a great time but now it's our last night and we have met nobody our age. When we finished walking the ship the last time we see these group of people our age and just go over there and sit down. We soon findout they are from like, 14-16, from Virginia, Florida and somewhere else I forgot. There were three dudes: Patrick, Devon and Edgar(?) maybe it was Oscar.....or Edwin.... Anyways, then there was Megan, her sister Katie and I. So we are laughing and chatting and having a great night before we need to be up at the ass crack of dawn to get off the ship, and eventually Megan goes upstairs to bed. At the time, that was no surprise. Fortunately she became more fun as the years went on, LOL! So Katie, myself and our new pals explored the ship together, shared stories about who we were and where we came from, and went to this random "club" if you even want to call it that, and hung out. Devon and I seemed to be hitting it off quite well. A 16 year old from Florida with long hair, skater boy garb, a totally hottie. Although we are so upset because the night is coming to an end, and we most likely will never see our new found men, it's nearing 4am and we are about to dock. So Devon walks Katie and I back to our room. So as I'm being my awkward, not really sure how to flirt self, I lean in and take the plunge. I can't seem to remember if this was my first makeout sesh, and I hope to Jesus it was not, Megans mom opens the door and says we have to go. We exachange phone numbers, screen names (lol), the whole bit. So naturally, I'm in love with this mysterious boy from the Carnival cruise and expect this fantastic long distance relationship to transpire. Let me restate I was 14 years old, just to clarify. So I get home and am on Aim everyday chatting away. About two weeks later and 100 cell minutes later, he tells me he needs to "tell me something." I'm thinking this dude has a girlfriend but what he said was more of, "I am a girl." I replied, "No really what is it?" Low and behold, "Devons" name is Tara Marie Garcia, born a girl, is a girl. My initial reaction was just like "oh okay well I'm not a lesbian so I don't like you like that." But then...after thinking about it for more than two seconds I said, "What the fuuuckkk?!?" I was reallllllllllllyyyy confused because I was trying to visualize this person again and there was no way this was a chick. I call my friend and shes like "No way he is totally fucking with you." So I asked to prove it and the pictures in dresses began. I felt so played, so embarassed, stupid, annoyed, upset...then again I was not the only person that thought this kid was actually a dude. I called Patrick up in Virginia and told him and he was as shocked as I was. "Holy shit I chilled with him all week and come to think of it I never saw him in a bathing suit." I was so angry at this person for lying to me and was scared for life. To this day my friends make fun of me.
Happy Thursday
XO.
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