Biff Hardbody
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Just as I was about to go to martial arts tonight, I got a call from a friend who was in the neighborhood. He wanted to play some basketball. For some reason, I agreed to it. Even though it would make me late for class.
He came over, and we played. He thrashed me as usual...he grew up playing the game in Harlem, so I don't feel bad losing. After we finished, we decided to walk out together.
We're on the street, and we're talking about this and that. I forget how the conversation got there, but I say "You know, part of me wished I could go back in time to high school. That way I could go out with the girls I wanted too."
I meant that. What a difference a few years make. When your in school, at least when I was in school...I was very nervous. I couldn't do the things I wanted to do, including ask out the girls who I had the hots for. It was a tough time growing up, and socializing wasn't a big part of my life.
That's really a killer. Having a foxy girl get away from you way back when, and thinking to yourself "If only I had a second chance. God damnit...I'd make it work". Well, some times we get second chances. And, tonight yours truly got one.
As I was walking with my friend and had just finished the "back in time" talk, I heard my name being called. Although it had been nearly 10 years, I instantly knew the voice who was calling me. It was the voice of a girl I had a killer crush on in junior high.
I spun around, and sure enough it was her. Latin/Italian, looking fanfuckingtastic. Just foxy as hell. This girl used to flirt with me nonstop in JH, Christ she looked so good. I never could say a thing then though, but I loved every minute of it. After her, I had other high school crushes...but she was by far the most memorable.
10 years had passed, and here she is on the street hugging and kissing me. I was fucking relieved to see she looked great. I had seen other girls from my teen years, and they had drastically changed. Some had ballooned into real moomoos, others had their face changed in what must have been some type of surgical experiment. This girl however...she looked just how I remembered her...except she was a woman now and she had really big, tight, firm bongo's.
Fortunately, I had just finished playing basketball and I stank like a motherfucker. So, I know that I had my natural Spanish fly thing going on. Thank Buddha I've been taking care of myself and eating right. My skin was clear, my body looked decent...I felt confident enough in my appearance to talk freely.
I told her how nuts I was about her when I was a kid. She seemed really taken with it, and later on when I said I had to split she asked me for my phone number. Will something come of it? I don't know. I hope so. It was cool regardless. Really cool. My first crush...man, I wouldve never believed I'd see her again. The whole experience was interesting and almost surreal. I like moments like this...talking about wanting something to happen, then it instantly happening. Cool.
He came over, and we played. He thrashed me as usual...he grew up playing the game in Harlem, so I don't feel bad losing. After we finished, we decided to walk out together.
We're on the street, and we're talking about this and that. I forget how the conversation got there, but I say "You know, part of me wished I could go back in time to high school. That way I could go out with the girls I wanted too."
I meant that. What a difference a few years make. When your in school, at least when I was in school...I was very nervous. I couldn't do the things I wanted to do, including ask out the girls who I had the hots for. It was a tough time growing up, and socializing wasn't a big part of my life.
That's really a killer. Having a foxy girl get away from you way back when, and thinking to yourself "If only I had a second chance. God damnit...I'd make it work". Well, some times we get second chances. And, tonight yours truly got one.
As I was walking with my friend and had just finished the "back in time" talk, I heard my name being called. Although it had been nearly 10 years, I instantly knew the voice who was calling me. It was the voice of a girl I had a killer crush on in junior high.
I spun around, and sure enough it was her. Latin/Italian, looking fanfuckingtastic. Just foxy as hell. This girl used to flirt with me nonstop in JH, Christ she looked so good. I never could say a thing then though, but I loved every minute of it. After her, I had other high school crushes...but she was by far the most memorable.
10 years had passed, and here she is on the street hugging and kissing me. I was fucking relieved to see she looked great. I had seen other girls from my teen years, and they had drastically changed. Some had ballooned into real moomoos, others had their face changed in what must have been some type of surgical experiment. This girl however...she looked just how I remembered her...except she was a woman now and she had really big, tight, firm bongo's.
Fortunately, I had just finished playing basketball and I stank like a motherfucker. So, I know that I had my natural Spanish fly thing going on. Thank Buddha I've been taking care of myself and eating right. My skin was clear, my body looked decent...I felt confident enough in my appearance to talk freely.
I told her how nuts I was about her when I was a kid. She seemed really taken with it, and later on when I said I had to split she asked me for my phone number. Will something come of it? I don't know. I hope so. It was cool regardless. Really cool. My first crush...man, I wouldve never believed I'd see her again. The whole experience was interesting and almost surreal. I like moments like this...talking about wanting something to happen, then it instantly happening. Cool.
