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Katie’s Guest Writer …

By the way, the envelope that Kay’s mom gave me had $20 in it … I nearly fell on the floor. I definately would have fought harder for her to keep it. It was for friends … I dont even like to take money for driving friends to the airport, and it was only a ten minute ride … I didnt even use any gas. Argh! How do you give that back now..

So, while Katie studies, I’ve become her guest writer for the night. Go on, check me out in Katie’s journal. I basically just start typing and it’s like I’m possessed, I just keep going and typing whatever the first thing that pops into my head … as you’ll see by Katie’s entry. Of course, she added the footnotes … and I have to tell you that they are so tiny I can’t read them, at least on a Mac running Navigator.

For those of you coming to the journal for a while, I’ve been pushing the show Freaks and Geeks on you, so I hope you enjoyed it and will tune in on Monday nights … if it doesnt get cancelled.

The show isnt for everyone, and can be most appreciated by people that lived through those geeky years, but I hope those of you that watched it found something you enjoyed, or could relate to … the shows creator is very proud of the show and so are all of us that are supporting him.

This will be a short entry tonight because of the entry I did for Katie, but today was a slow day at work … the two projects I’m working on are in a stall mode.. I’m waiting for other people. I also got to order a digital camera today, and hope that will arrive soon, so I can work on my third project, an employee directory. I get to ask all sorts of strange questions and create a website for it.

Childhood Experience of the Night: As most of you know, I was never really that athletic in school. As I said previously, I was chosen second to last most of the time … and the men P.E. teachers hated me. They thought I was a wimp … I think they just didnt know how to teach, but that’s just me. I remember one teacher that was teaching us self defense.. well, he didnt really show us how to defend ourself, he just partnered us up with people and said defend yourself. Well, I pretty much had no idea how to do any boxing, self defense moves, and put my arms up and got hit … not hard, but it startled me. The teacher just snickered, sort of laughing.. “you know, you have to try to defend yourself … ” “oh bite me! Of course, I showed him when we did the rope climb and I actually climbed the rope and touched the ceiling, while some of the others struggled … HA, bite that.

Anyhow, I had much better luck with the female PE teachers … they loved me. In fact, one of them, Ms. Wiard gave me all the best jobs in PE … she’d put me in charge of the class, and during swimming partnered me with this girl I was in love with.

So, here I am in the pool, getting to teach this half naked girl that I’m in love with how to swim … is it a dream come true or what. I was sooooo nervous and didnt even know what to teach her, plus I was so scrawny and white I just didnt know what to do. The girl wanted to practice holding her breath under water, and so we did that for a little while … but I was getting bored watching her drown herself, and then I thought of it.. let’s get her to float on her back. Well, I thought it was a good idea … until she tried to do it and couldnt … “Greg, maybe if you hold me up, I can do it” oh my god … do you mean like I have to touch her? So, my hand is shaking, and I’m a nervous wreck, and I put one hand under her back.. well, her legs start to sink … so I put another hand under her legs. So, I’m holding up this girl I’m in love with … her wet little, half naked body shimmering in the water, er, umm … where was I? Sorry, I went back a few years there … anyhow, we kept practicing that for the rest of the period, she thought it was fun. I really, really thought it was fun.

Not only was it fun, but we were able to talk to each other during those lessons and get to know each other.. it was a great ice-breaker, because I just loved her from afar, and probably would have never had the nerve to go up and start talking to her, and so this gave us a reason.

Needless to say, that PE teacher became my favorite.

On a side note … I think girls need to start being more assertive and stop waiting for guys to make the first move … I mean, if you like a guy, go up and talk to him. Most guys love a girl that is willing to make the first move, and you dont have to have a line or anything, just ask to borrow something, or mention a class you have that is similar, or talk about that ugly lunchlady … anything is a good way to start a conversation. There are alot of shy guys out there that would be more than happy to talk to you, if someone would make the first move. Of course, it’s difficult.. but I wasted alot of time being shy and wish I could’ve been more assertive … so dont blow it. And if they guy doesnt respond to you, he probably either isn’t worth it, or is extremely shy and you make him nervous.

By the way, if you read last night’s entry about me working in the office … I forgot to mention one other office story. One of the secretaries was constantly asking me about my love life … and even tried to fix me up with a new girl in school … it was so embarassing.

The new girl was cute … and of course I had noticed her.. but we were never in the same place.. I found out later she was an assistant to this secretary. Well, everyday this secretary would tell me about this beautiful young lady that worked for her and how I should get to know her.. a matchmaker, fine, no problem.

One day, I entered the office and this secretary calls me into her office … so I finished what I was working on and headed for her office. Upon entering, I see this girl sitting in there.. and my heart drops, I just knew something really bad was going to happen and I wouldnt be able to get out of it.

Everything started to go in slow motion, as I heard the secretary start to say to the girl, “this is the guy I’ve been telling you all about … I think you two would be great together … maybe you two should have lunch and get to know each other” Now, picture two extremely quiet and shy people standing there, not knowing what to say and being extremely embarassed. We said hi to each other and tried to have some sort of lame converstation with the secretary standing there … I wanted to kill her.

From that point on this girl and I would say hi and stuff, but I think we were so embarassed by the whole situation that we pretty much avoided each other.. it was horrible. Here was this cute girl that I could have possibly gotten to know better, but because of our meeting it just ruined us … I hate being put in situations like that … so uncomfortable. Anyhow, the girl only stayed that one year, graduated with us, and moved away.. who knows where she is?

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