Friday, December 10, 2010

If You Read All of This, You Gain Great Wisdom (and the ability to fly)!!

This post is going to be long, but the story must be told. Women are the DEVIL ;P

Earlier today, when I was going through my stuff, I found notes. Notes that I wrote to a girl, a specific girl, so I figured I would tell you guys the story of my very first crush. The first girl I had a really big crush on. Just to give you guys a little insight on who I was and how I've changed, basically.

So there was this girl that I had a crush on back in 8th grade. I'm not going to give her name. I had the hugest, biggest crush on this girl ever. Ever, ever, ever. It was kinda creepy. I mean I didn't stalk her, or anything like that, of course, but I'm just saying crushes in general are kinda creepy, so if you have a crush on anyone, you could be creepy. But the me of 8th grade is no where near the me of now.

In 8th grade, I didn't really have any friends, I had this goofy looking hairstyle, very nerdy, just kind of kept to myself and played video games. But I didn't "fall in love" with this girl because of her physical appearance or anything like that, I mean she was cute, but she just seemed so nice. She was always laughing and making people laugh and stuff, so I thought she was awesome.

So I wrote her a poem. See, I know. Creepy right? So I write her poetry, and I've never met this girl before. Now, in this poem I completely creep out. You know, "you are the sweetest fruit on the tree and I would love to pick you, omg, you're the loveliest thing I've ever seen. Blahblahblah." It was actually way better than that. It was actually a really good poem that if she would've known me, you know, who I was then it would've been okay. Yeah, she didn't, so it was creepy.

I got a letter back from this girl. And this is the first of many. I was fourteen or fifteen? I want to say I was like fourteen. I don't feel like doing addition and what not in my head. But this is the first note:
"Hey Cameron, I have no idea who you are. I'm going to have to say no because I have a boyfriend...." By the way, I didn't mention this, but I totally asked this girl to go out with me, and I've never even talked to her before. "...and you are too young." She was a sophomore, so at the very most she was 16 and I was like 14. Because when you are in middle/high school its your grade that matters, not your age. She was a sophomore and I was an eighth grader, that just wasn't happening. "And I don't know who you are. I'm really sorry. We can be friends though. You just have to make yourself known because I have no idea who you are. I hope this note isn't a prank because if it is, I'm going to be mad. I don't get notes like this often. It just seems a little strange. Well, I gotta go. Bye! Love, ______"

She was so right. I was a creepy little bugger. I was the kid that wore really baggy black pants, and kept my CD player in my pants and just sat around and listened to stuff like Korn. Yeah, I was that kid. Now I hadn't wrote her back, but the next day I got another letter, and it was a poem. So I was like, "Oh, what's this?" And it was really mean. It was like a horrible poem where she was like, "you're a loser and blah blah blah." It was just really bad. It made me feel like a retard basically. So I sent her a note back that just said, you know, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being creepy. I couldn't help it, I just thought you were really cute and I would like to get to know you blah blah blah." I think. I don't know, it could've been creepier than that. I was a creepy little retard.

I don't even know why I kept these. Is it creepy that I kept these notes? I mean, I don't think it is because it is the very first girl that I really ever had a crush on, and she sent me a note. It was like a big part of my life. The very first crush. The very first love. The very first kiss. It goes on and on. But yeah, I kept them because I'm creepy like that I guess. This note:

"Hey Cameron, my friends wrote that last note. I am a poet myself. I have two poems published already. Yes, I am 16. My birthday is March 25. Sorry your friend _____ doesn't have a chance with ______." All right, let me explain this. My friend was another one of those "let's wear baggy jeans and put our CD players in here and listen to Korn" kids and the other girl was my crush's friend. So we wrote these notes at the same time... Yup. Downright creepy. "She is a little freaked out by the whole situation. It is making her uncomfortable. Sorry if the first note was rude, I didn't mean for it to be. I guess I was just a little shocked because someone I didn't even know could feel that way about me. Don't be upset with me because I let everyone read your poem. They thought you were a great writer. So do I. Sorry this note is so sloppy, I am writing it on the stupid bus. Well, I'm about to get off. Write back whenever you like. P.S. What's so great about me anyways? Love, ______"

Now by this point, I'm freaking out because I'm like, "wow! This girl has replied to me twice and I totally have a crush on her!" Yeah, I was very retarded. But the potential that someone I had a crush on wants to continue the conversation with me. So I sent her one back, now I don't have the ones I sent her of course because I sent them to her. It was the "slip them through the locker" type deal. So sad, I was a loser. =) So, this is the first point in my life where I needed a change because everyone thought I was a weirdo with no friends, or that I was gay. I really wanted to stick out, so this girl would like me and talk to me and stuff. So, drastic change. Total attire change, shorter hair, and I believe this is when I got glasses. Had to make myself "attractive." I was no longer going to be the nerdy kid that had no friends. I was going to try to "sex my self up" so this girl would like me. And it worked. All her notes got longer after everything. If anyone has ever told you that appearance and crap doesn't matter, they are either really ugly or really, really hot. Cause most of that crap come from people that are attractive. You know, most of that crap comes from people that are attractive like, "hey, I'm a super model. Don't you worry, appearance doesn't matter." Apparently it does because all of the sudden I'm getting a page long stuff with tiny letters and stuff. So I'm going to read this note now:

"I'm about to go to bed. I just got back from the drive-in. It was great haha. By the way, you don't need to be shy around me. I don't bite... hard haha. I'm pretty nice and easy to talk to I guess. I love to make people laugh. I make _____ laugh all the time. I haven't known her long, she just moved from Bradshaw. I got to her house a lot. People make me angry when they make up rumors about her. This may be off topic, but I still don't understand why you like me so much. There are so many other great girls at this school, and a lot prettier too. Oh well, I guess the heart wants what the heart wants. Your hair looks great by the way. I hardly recognized you. Yes, I like Korn. I like rock. Stuff like Eagles, Kiss, Three Doors Down. I just bought their CD. It's awesome. I love their song 'Here Without You.' Feel free to talk to me anytime you like. If you have a problem, just come to me. I'm a great listener and I give good advice. Yes, a new nickname for you would be nice. I thought blue would be great because you have beautiful blue eyes. Well, I must get in bed. I'm so sleepy. Good night. P.S. If you would like my phone number just ask me for it. Unless your shy. LOL" Hahaha....

That's all from that change. I asked her for her phone number then I talked to her almost every night. Basically every single night. This went on for about two or three weeks and I thought she was awesome. And I thought, "Oh wow, I was getting somewhere." And then one day, I called her house and a guy answered. At the time I knew she had a boyfriend still. Why am I such a dick? I'm a dick. "This chick has a boyfriend, I'm going to keep talking to her. The heart wants what the heart wants hurhurhur." But yeah, a guy answered and this is basically how the conversation went:

Me: "Is ____ there?"
Him: Yeah. 
Me: "Can I talk to her?"
Him: No.
Me: "Um... okay, will you tell her Cameron called?"
Him: No.
Me: "Oh, all right." So I hung up.

And she was really weird around me that next day. And we basically had a falling out after that. I was all like, "hey, uhh what's the deal with this and blahblahblah." I don't know. She never really told me. We never really talked about it I guess. But it was like her boyfriend or something like that. I don't know. I really don't know. That was basically my first crush experience. I liked the girl. I changed myself for the girl. That's why a lot of guys will never change themselves again. Most guys are willing to change the first time, and if that doesn't work out, we say forget it. "We are who we are." A lot of girls wonder why guys are dicks, we're usually not. We usually all start out good guys. We usually all start out "the guy that wants the girl and will do anything for the girl and would never ever do her wrong." And then that girl screws over that guy and then the guy becomes the dick.

I'm kind of that way now. I don't really mean to be, but I'm definitely not the same kid I was from middle school or high school because of that experience. Because of the fact that when I liked somebody or whatever it just went to crap. It changed me. It changed who I was as "a man."  And it changed who I am now. I was like a closet nerd, and when you're in high school, things are different. It was hard to find someone who likes video games, and likes my kind of music, and all the stuff like that. Those are all the things that my close friends knew, that I was a hardcore nerd. Other than that I was just Cameron, the funny guy, the comedian. I don't think it was until my senior year that I really let people know that I was a dork. I had a giant transformation. I didn't drop my old friends. I've never been that type of guy to drop my old friends for new friends. I've always had the same group of friends and I've just added on to that. Who I was as a person changed.

But yeah, that was my awesome experience. Let me know if you've had any awesome experiences like that. Let me know if they changed you. I mean, of course, I know everything is not like that where the girls always screw over the guys. Maybe you were the girl that did everything for the guy and he screwed you over. Let me know in the comments or whatever. Let me know if there was some "traumatic" experience that changed you into the person you are or that began your journey into a different person. That's pretty much mine. That's pretty much every failure I've had with a girl, I've changed. I think I build myself around the fact that when a girl dumps me or a girl breaks my heart, I want to make myself so awesome that one day, she'll look back and just say, "I messed up. That was Cameron Parks. That was Geoffrey Cameron Parks. He is an BAMF now. Look at him with all his money and all his fame. Look at him with his million-dollar car and million-dollar car and million-dollar dick." I don't know. That's what I build myself around now because I want people to see me one day and honestly be like, "I messed up. I should've been nicer to him." Or, "I shouldn't have broken his heart."

But, I hope you all have an awesome week and hopefully by the next time I write, it will be a little shorter and a little more thought provoking. But in all seriousness let me know what experiences you've had that have changed you.

4 comments:

  1. Would it be creepy to say that I know exactly how you feel and could even go as far to say I did exactly the same thing?? Lol - seriously! When I was younger, I took matters into my own hands - I asked out the first 3 guys I ever liked. Only one of them said yes and we were together for a little over a year...not really dating because that was back in 7th-8th grade (can't really "do" anything when you or he can't drive yourselves :p) Anywho, when he broke up with me, I was heart broken. He was my first real crush and we were together over a year!!! So, 2 months later, I asked out his best friend...talk about creeper :p Anyways, I gave up after that until my sophomore year of high school. There, I did exactly what you did - this guy had NO clue who I was, but I wrote him a note and had a mutual friend give it to him. I, also, wrote him a poem...that he never saw...nor the mutual friend. I was WAY too embarrassed and shy for anything like that to come out! Basically, he responded in the note to me that he didn't know who I was or anything, so I started trying to talk to him in the hall at school...found out he was a little on the strange side, so I dropped it. The first time I was ever asked out was by a very good friend later that year, to which I said no because I didn't see him as any more of a friend and he was about to move to Florida and I didn't see how that was going to work out. My first real boyfriend came about my junior year, only after I had started my 2nd job (1st job sucked and only lasted about 9 months). By the middle of my senior year, I felt like this was the only guy that would ever really like me and so I was attached. (Talked to some of my other crushes at the time, told them I had a crush on them at one point, but I was in a relationship now, blahblahblah...stupid me). I ended up marrying my very first real boyfriend...and, if you know me at all, you know that that didn't last...and now I'm on marriage #2...
    I could tell you MILLIONS of things to help you avoid some of the same mistakes I did...I learned a LOT through those 6 years and divorce and now remarriage. I have changed DRASTICALLY multiple times, but am blessed and thankful for who the Lord molded me to be today! Whew - long response, but really not, I could go on and on about this one, cuz ;)

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  2. "A lot of girls wonder why guys are dicks, we're usually not. We usually all start out good guys. We usually all start out "the guy that wants the girl and will do anything for the girl and would never ever do her wrong." And then that girl screws over that guy and then the guy becomes the dick."

    Too true, bro. Been there. Too many times.

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  3. I've had several encounters with the 'bad guys' or 'dicks' as you would say. Except, I don't know, I think they were maybe weird from the start.

    The first guy wasn't so bad, he was just odd. He'd liked me back in sixth grade, but I was boy shy then and I found him attractive my freshmen year, so I went for it. Anyway, like I said, odd. Really quiet, had these rodent animals that tried to attack me, and said he could see ghosts and other sorts of dead types. So yeah, that one didn't last very long. Plus he called me stupid a lot. Don't know why, maybe because he knew I was stupid for dating him.

    My second boyfriend liked to lie, a lot, and over the stupidest things. He had an abundant number of family members that kept dying. And he toyed with me all the time, off and on, hot and cold. It was a roller coaster for almost a year. He still tries to talk to me every now and then, but eventually asks if I have a boyfriend and I'm like 'yeah, still' and then he stops talking to me. I have a feeling he's going to make his rounds again soon, but hopefully I'm wrong because he kind of pisses me off nowadays.

    Another one, it was just a bad idea from the start and I think I was just feeling lonely from being ditched by the above mentioned guy. This particular guy came to me with a rap sheet, sort of, everyone said he did but he and his friends and family vehemently denied it. So I dated this guy for a month, and he had really psychotic tendencies. Like, super possessive, called me all the time, tried to get me to do stuff with him, cried a lot, talked about his ex girlfriend and showed me pictures of her all the time. He'd show up at my house, he'd show up when I'd go to see my animals. I got scared, so I broke up with him. He came and cried on my couch for four hours, refusing to leave until I gave him a glimmer of hope that we would get back together. He later denied everything that had happened and I learned that he hadn't just beat his ex girlfriend up, he'd raped her, and it's one of those things that you wouldn't believe unless you were close to being in her shoes. He was an absolute creep and I honestly hope that he gets help, cause he's probably a nice person under all that psycho.

    So guy four, I met him at my place of work, which probably wasn't good from the start considering the place of work but oh well, why not. He was a serious case of pathological liar. He told me things like how his mom just died, and he had a long lost son, and he was missing one of his nuts. A bit of TMI, but he was obviously lying and just wanted to get at me. But he was stupid enough to let slip every truth that went against his lies, like he'd forgotten he lied about all those. So I never ended up dating this guy, thank goodness, even though after he broke up with his girlfriend he literally got down on his knees to try to be with me. Weird.

    I've finally met a nice guy. Someone who makes me smile, laugh, and just does Nice Things. He's my best friend. You'll find your best friend too Cameron, they're out there.

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  4. girls date dicks, but they marry and stay with the good guy. yeah we are bitches.

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