Pages of My Diary
You know, when you start move out of the house, you realize a lot of stuff. You realized
that your parents won’t be there to cover for you when you’re in trouble; you realize you
have to start worrying about house rent and the
car’s down payment among other stuff.
But, it took me that long to also realize, that the girl that I like is right there in front of
me. Oh hey, my name is Wesley and this is a story about how I fell for her. I’ve known her
all my life but it took me long
enough to realize that she’s actually the one, as in, the one
that I want to spend the rest of my life with. She lived across the street in the oppositehouse and we moved in about the same time. That was about 25 years ago.First, let me tell you a bit
about myself. Well, actually, there’s nothing much about me that you will find interesting. I’m your everyday average person except for the fact that, I’m
pretty much of what they would call a nice guy. You know, the nice guy. The one you call
stuck somewhere and need a ride, the guy who would fix your computer for youor the guy that talks to you when no one seems like they would. But the thing about nice
guys is, unlike the jocks, they don’t really get the girl they like, at least most of the
but when they do, they’re a keeper.
The girl that I was telling you about, her name is Kristy, Kristy Yo. She’s your average girl
next door. Simple, kind and somehow beautiful in a way it takes twice to see. She naturallyhas silky black hair, long most of the time but she occasionally curls them or shortens
them. She’s your romance novel geek that easily falls in love but she is also very smart.
Heck, she even scored a higher CGPA than me in high school. Her laugh is so contagious but
what’s more than that, it’s actually quite sexy and her smile, you’ll feel like the whole world
just brightens up by her smile alone. Her eyes, I just love those eyes. They shimmer like
the stars especially under the moonlight. She’s the girl of my dreams and best of all, she’s
my best friend.It all started about 5 years ago, when I was 20 years old. I was in college at that time andI was living with a friend of mine. Kristy was in university and she lived on campus grounds.We meet every week and have our weekly lunches every Friday, where we both have theafternoons off. Well, one day, my housemate, Caleb came back home, complaining about hisgirlfriend, and it went on like this.I was in the kitchen cooking when Caleb walked in."Dude, I don't get it man. I don
t understand." Caleb said as he poured himself a drink."Lemme guess, Tori?" I said, my eyes fixed on the pan as my omelet began to cook."There! Even you could guess it. Man, you understand women. Help me out here." Caleb said.