Friday, September 16, 2005

Hope Comes in a Small Slip of Paper

Heh.. Hope.

I went to the mall to eat, again. We drove down to Northgate Mall, and went in. Carson went with Dad to Electronic Boutique, while Mom and I went to buy pants for Carson. She knows his size, so he didn't need to come with. Penny's or whatever. We walk around in the boys' section, and I glance over them, reading the shirts. Insults and sarcastic phrases are in among the guys. Just like the "It's funny that you're so stupid" and "Have a great day you worthless turd" stickers with the cute bunny for the girls. Among the wracks I saw a tshirt that says "I have no problem with homework, as long as someone else does it for me!" or something. We looked for pants for him and got two pairs. I need some pants myself, but I'm not in the mood to try things on. I saw some corduroy pants that looked nice in the guys' section, so next time I'll try that on.
Mom and I walk around the store, and when checking out, a guy in his thirties, fairly short with long-ish black hair walks by. My eyes drift over to mom, and I cover a smile with a fake yawn. I glance again at her and she smiles too. I laugh and squirm with the weird feeling it was giving me.
Mom says "Jeez that's weird..! I swear I can read your mind!! It freaks me out!" I reply "It freaks me out too! A vibe!" As we walk away with our bag I ask her, "well then, what was I thinking?" "You were thinking that the guy reminded you of Zandry" I laugh. "Yeah.. that's basically it. The hair. Jeez. How do you do that..? Whenever I smile at you you'll be able to read my mind"

Went out to the food court. Got myself some Chinese food and sat down near the center. Cute kids everywhere. A little baby yawns, a girl half runs and half waddles very quickly towards her dad to take his hand. Very adorable. I like watching them, very carefree and so fun to watch, with their wide questioning eyes and open stare. With their clapping hands and smiles at everything they see. I like smiling at them most, because they're judgless, all they know is you're smiling at them, so they smile back. They see what they see, and that's all. They won't give you a confused look, they won't think you strange. Really bring out this carefree feeling in me, watching them.
I sat eating my food, looking around, and I thought this would be a good test for my pills. I felt the same as before, but my hands shook a bit less as I ate. A low dose. I'm hoping I can stop the whole apprehensious feeling I get being in the presence of people, or at least the shaking. I want to be more steady and less nervous...

I finish nearly all my food for once. Another good sign, because most of the time I lose my appetite from the nervousness.
I stare at my fortune cookie, slowly snapping it in half at the crease, peeking at the paper sticking out at one side. I glance at the boy with black eyeliner over on the other side of the food court curiously. He's wearing all black and a silver cross, with short black hair and heavily applied black around his eyes. I smile to myself. Good to see variety, for once. And guys with makeup, a sign of not caring what people think.

I finish my food slowly, and nibble on the edge of the cookie, cracking off pieces and pulling out the paper. When I see the paper, I can't help but grin big and exclaim "YES!!!"
I've always wondered before I open a cookie, if it will answer what's on my mind. There's the cliche 'good news is on the way' and all that crap that is a bit disappointing.. But this cookie was very, very good to me.
Before I went to the mall I talked to Zandry about passports and how he has five months, and how if he doesn't save up I'll buy the ticket for him.
And the fortune cookie..
It said this : A WISH WILL BE GRANTED AFTER A LONG DELAY

All I thought after that was, 'hell yes!', because what it meant was obvious to me.
There's one thing that fits. Zandry, visiting him. We tried to in the summer, but we couldn't. So we're seeing if he can come on my birthday. February 21st.. Because there's a break from school. The delay would be.. six months. Six months later, he comes to see me. A wish of mine, long delayed. I hope..

Five more months to wait...

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