Hi, I'm Henry, I'm seventeen and currently live in Seattle.
I'm kinda, like, in love with a girl who doesn't know I exist.
I love pot, jazz and cartoons. No idea where that's going to take me in life, but #yolo. :)
So, yeah. Come talk to me. I'm a chill guy. B)
Natalie’s coming over today.
Natalie’s coming over today.
The girl I’ve been in love with since, like, the fifth grade is coming over to my house.
No reason to be nervous.
I showered three times today. I rearranged my comic books and alphabetized my video collection. I vacuumed. My mom’s probably going to love Nat just for the influence she’s had on my so far. My room hasn’t been this clean in years.
…I need to relax. One hit won’t hurt, right?
Who knows, maybe I can get Natalie to loosen up a bit? Yeah. One hit won’t hurt. :)
Natalie<33: Soo I watched Adventure Time today. It was weird. I don't even know what was going on. I only saw one episode 'cause I had homework.
Me: Adventure Time... YOU watched Adventure Time? Props to you, I never thought I'd see the day. Which episode?? You remind me of Marceline ;)
Natalie<33: Yeah... which is she? Please don't tell me she was the pink chick.
Me: Oh, no, she's the badass vampire queen!! You're like her, except not a lesbian... I think.
Natalie<33: I think she has a crush on the boy. I like the dog, though. Reminds me of my cat.
Me: Oh! Finn! I'm a lot like Finn, you know ;) You have a cat? Cool! I have a goldfish.
Natalie<33: ....well my cat died. My mom ran it over... by accident...
Me: ......oh. That's.... that sucks ass.
Nat just texted me saying she wants to try playing jazz. Oh, I have gotta see this!
Everyone knows you have to be completely stoned to play jazz. It’s like, in the rules of music or whatever.
And she watched Adventure Time for me! Natalie Goodman watched cartoons. I’m in shock.
Details to come!
Well as long as you don’t interrupt my practice sessions you can come and watch. Can I come to yours? Also, I don’t put anything in my mouth that is on fire. I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you. I usually pay full attention to class. I need to get into Yale and this recital is important to me. Besides, jazz is just making shit up anyways.
I kind of want to hear how you play jazz. I mean, I’m not a fan of jazz. Oh, you’re one of those pretentious stoner types, I’m guessing? And yes I have seen a bong. It’s called television, Henry. I just… I can’t fuck up, I’m a fuck up away from fucking everything up.
Uh… you want to come to hear me play? Totally:D Oh… that… that’s a good rule, I guess, when you think about it. But, I mean, if you change your mind, I have enough for two:) Oh, no, it’s totally fine! You were busy; I get that. I’m sure I just slipped your mind, or whatever. Wait- Yale? That fancy college? We’re barely juniors, Natalie. Why are you worrying about college?
Uh, duh? Also known as the act of creation??
How could you not like jazz? It’s so chill. Like… yeah. Pfft, wrong! I’m not pretentious! Well, I bet you haven’t seen one in real life. …if you want, you could come over and I could show you a few- I mean, if you want. :)
Fuck-up? You are not a fuck-up! Global warming is a fuck-up! The educational system is a fuck-up! Rick Santorum is a fuck-up!
I successfully talked to Natalie Goodman.
She’s totally into me. I saw the way she was checking me out;)
I’m going to start coming in here with her more. Maybe my mad jazz skills will convince her of how perfect I am. Natalie would be a killer jazz player if she’d let herself let loose and chillax, but she’s always so… rigid. She’s probably never seen a bong in her life. Oh, I’m totally changing that. I bet she’d be fun to get high with.
Whatever. Okay, today went better than expected. We talked for a while. She, um… I guess my name slipped her mind, because she had no idea who I was, but it’s cool. I’m sure she’s just been really, really busy for the last… six years.
No backing down, Henry. You got this.
So, Nat’s practicing in there right now and I’m pretty sure she’s talking to herself. Or, maybe someone else is with her? Nope, that’s her voice. Okay. She has, like, eight minutes til the bell, so I have eight minutes to charm the socks off her. With my luck… she’s probably wearing sandals.
Whatever; I’m still going to charm some metaphorical article of clothing off of her body, so.
Shit. Okay, Now I have, like, seven minutes and forty five seconds. Okay, Henry, go in there and say something completely life-changing and so fucking awesome that she’ll be begging to have your babies and-
Okay… that’s… okay. Progress.
Is this Natalie?
If yes: holY SHIT HI. :DDDDDDD
If no: Go away. I’m taken.