Oh My God . . . ::Smiles::

The title pretty well describes my thought process and what’s been on my face since around eleven thirty or so last night.  Okay, I’m just copy my E-mail to Jill in here, because it covers I believe the last week or so, which describes everything.  Some of it repeats because I sent it to her in two parts, but bear with me.  The end is why I’ve been saying "Oh, my God" last night and this morning, and why I haven’t been able to stop smiling.

Hey.  Yeah, I had promised a longer E-mail than the last one I wrote, but have’t been on my copmputer in about a week to actually get around to doing it.

I have a ton to report!.  Okay, while my parents were on vacation, I asked the manager of the Domino’s I work at, (he’s this incredibly terrific guy named Drew,) to help me move the big freezer we have out of my room and into the hallway in the living room.  He did help me, the Tuesday before they came back.  (They were gone for two weeks at my dad’s high school reunion and then visiting a friend of my mom’s in Nebraska.)

So, anyway, they come back and we find out the freezer’s pretty much shot.  It’s almost as old as me, so it probably just couldn’t handle being moved around like that.  We’re getting another one, but it’ll be smaller.

Then this past Friday, I’d gotten just about no sleep on Thursday night, had to open Friday, then was supposed to mneet a friend to go skating at South Amboy, but my phone went weird and I had to do the Master Reset on it, so I lost all my contact info, texts, pictures,everything.  Man, it sucked!  I went to the mall where we were gonna meet anyway, just in case he showed up, but he didn’t.  So I went around, shopped a bit, got a couple gifts for Drew, whose birthday was this past Sunday.  Then I went back to the store and said I would close for the one guy, since he had to open the next day.  So, again, it was me, Drew, and this guy Ed closing.

Now, what you gotta understand about Ed is he’s this really big, (as in round,) really friendly, really vulgar guy.  The stories I’ve heard from him . . .  Oh, man.  He always make me laugh so hard!  And I’m really easy to make laugh when I’ve had enough sleep.  When I’m sleep deprived on the other hand, it’s even easier.  And pretty much all I remember about Friday night is laughing, and him making me laugh so hard, I fell on the floor and couldn’t stand again until I lifted my hand up to Drew and he took it and pulled me to my feet.

Then, after getting home at about three Friday night, I still had to make cupcakes because I’d planned a mini-surprise party for Drew at the store on Saturday.  So I made them, put them somewhere safe, and finally got to bed around six AM.  Saturday, got up at noon, cashed my paycheck, got the rest of the decorations I needed for his party, made the lasagna I promised Ed I’d bring, and got to the store, where Ed was waiting.  Him, me, and the guy I closed for Friday night decorated the back with crepe paper and a banner that said Happy Birthday on it in multiple colors.  And I set up the back table with a red table(plastic)cloth, and put the food and flatware out, along with the balloon weight with the four latex red and blue balloons and the mylar Superman balloon.

I think Drew really liked it. 🙂 Ed and I gave him our gifts and I also went and picked up a card and another gift for him to give to Drew on his actual birthday, (Sunday.)

Well, Sunday morning, my mom was reading the paper and I was up temporarily and saw an article she was looking at.  It said that American Idol tryouts were being held in East Rutherford at the IZOD Center this past Tuesday.  After debating with myself about whether or not to tryout, and talking it over with a couple people, then talking to Drew about it, and hearing Time of my Life (David Cook,) I decided to go for it.  And when I asked why Drew was being so cool about it, he said, "If you’re good at something and you love it, you should go for it."  So, after I’d decided I definitely would make the attempt, I said that in that case, there was one thing I was worried about and one thing I had to ask.  He asked what I was worried about and I told him I had no idea what song to pick.  Then he asked what I wanted to to ask and I turned to him and said, "Will you come with me?"

He did, both to register, (because the one auditioing was allowed to bring one guest, but they both had to be present to get a wristband and a ticket,) and for the audition itself.

Okay, I’m falling asleep at the keyboard, so I’ll tell you about the audition day and other news soon.  Hope this is long enough to stave off boredom for you. 🙂  And I’ll try to make my next one long, too.

Part Two

Okay, so as the subject indicates, here’s part two.  Oh, my God…  I’m like… I’m so delieriously happy right now, I can’t even believe it.  I was struck freakin’ speechless several times yesterday!  But let me backtrack, before I start babbling incoherently about it.  Okay, I know I said something about American Idol in my last E-mail, so I’ll go with that.  On Sunday, a week ago, actually, (wow, I can’t believe it’s already been a week!) I’d heard about the tryout from my mom who’d seen it in the paper.  Well, I saw it, too, because she’d come into my room around six thirty in the morning to put something on the table near my bed and I’d woken up when she did that, so we started talking and I was telling her about Ed and Drew’s antics from the previous night.  (Wow, was that a run-on or what?)  Anyway, so I couldn’t get back to sleep.  I figured, all right, I’ll go in the kitchen and se what she’s doing.  I did, and I saw the American Idol page, and she mentioned how the tryouts were in Jersey this year, as one of the places.  (Turned out it was THE LAST place, but regardless….)

So, Sunday when I’m driving to work, I’m thinking about it, and wondering, "Should I go for it?"  Because if I made it, it would screw over Drew at work, because we’re already a little short on drivers, and come January, assuming I can work it out with my school schedule, I’m gonna be his assistant manager.  🙂  So, I was going nuts with that dilemma, and I texted Ed about it, asnd he said I should talk to Drew, so I did, a bit, and when I went out on a delievery one time, I heard David Cook’s Time of your Life.  You know, "…more than a name, or face in the crowd, I know this is the time, this is the time of my life…"  I heard that and was like, "Okay, I gotta go for it."

When I came back to the store, I told Drew I had to go for it, and said now I just had one worry and one question.  He asked what the worry was and I said, "What the Hell am I gonna SING????"  And he asked what the question was, and I kinda glanced up at him, (I was leaning on the counter,) and said, "Will you come with me?"  He was the best person to come with me, because I knew neither of my parents could’ve because of work, and Drew wouldn’t have hesitated to smack me upside the head if

I started freaking out too much.  Plus, it’s just the way he is, he’s like this pillar of quiet strength.

Well, he not only said he’d come with me, he drove me up there, picking me up at three thirty in the morning, since we were told to be there at five.  It was pretty much a bust.  We were there for approximately seventeen hours, and Simon, Randy, and Paula weren’t even there!  There are two auditions before you even get in front of them.  The first one is for a green ticket that you’d get to take to another area of whatever arena you’re in where you sing in front of producers and if you pass that one, you get a gold ticket to go see Simon, Randy, and Paula on another day.  I believe I estimated it to be that Simon, Randy, and Paula actually only see about a max of five hundred people across the U.S.  Cuz Drew told me the next day, of round abouts of the 30,000 people that showed up on Tuesday, 12 made it to Simon, Randy, and Paula.  Twelve!

But, unfortunately, I’m not one of them.  I didn’t even get a green ticket.  But I’m okay.  Drew and I talked in the car, (I admit, I did break down when we were driving back, but he was wonderful about it.)  He just let me cry, and then let me talk, and we talked about some things with him, too, and all in all, it was nice.  Lol, even though I know at one point, I touched what has to be a really large emotional nerve with him.  After I asked something pertaining to it, he went SILENT.  And one of my first thoughts was, ‘Uh oh.  Did I just go too far?’  One of my next ones, that I voiced to him about thrity seconds later, was, ‘I just touched a really big nerve there, didn’t I?’

Okay, so, onto the babbling incoherently.  Oh, yeah, quick overview: Tuesday night, when he dropped me off at my house, he came in for a bit, actually met my parents, and we all talked for a bit.  Then, I walked him outside and we gave each other a big hug before he left.  Wednesday, I closed at the store.  Wasn’t supposed to, but I did.  Gave him a hug that night (as well as the next,) because he was worried about a doctor’s appointment he had on Friday morning concerning his heart.  Well, Friday, Ed asks me if I have a crush on Drew.  And I had pretty much been wondering the same thing of myself.  I denied it to Ed, but Friday night, I was hanging out with another friend of mine named Lexi, and I was like, "Okay, yeah, gotta tell you something…."  Because I’d texted her saying I was screwed.  I was so completely, utterly screwed.  I mean, yeah, Drew’s an incredible guy, (he’s a jack of all trades.  He’s one of those people who knows a smattering of everything.  Books, movies, comics, superheroes, martial arts, fencing, etc….) but he’s also not quite fifteen years older than me, and right now aside from the things with his heart, he’s going through a divorce.  So I’m saying to myself, "Self, you’re insane.  Even if you did have a crush on this guy, there’s no way he’d feel the same way towards you!"

But I told Lexi, and we were talking/laughing for a couple hours on Friday night about that and other things.  Mostly laughing about Ed’s antics and jokes and stuff.  Lol, "Fat man cooking!"  (Ed’s a really big guy.)  And then, Saturday, yesterday, I was texting with Ed, and he said that Drew had explained he was coming over to help me look for a new used car since mine’s… yeah…  It’s on it’s last legs.  Well, Ed told me that he asked Drew something but he couldn’t tell me what it was because Drew threatened him with working seven days a week and with Heather, our incompetent assistant manager that Drew really wants to get rid of.  So I bugged Drew about what it was when he got to my house, and I only heard him say something about how Ed had asked, "You and Kate have been spending a lot of time together, haven’t you?"  (There’s more, but I didn’t hear it till later.)

Well, later that day, when I went to work, I was STUPID and told Ed that yeah, he’d hit the nail on the head the day before when he guessed that I had a crush on Drew.  And let the teasing begin!!!!  Oh, my God, he tortured me for HOURS!  He was whistling Take my Breath Away, and She Loves You, and making all kind of comments, and joking that he’d called Drew on his phone, saying, ‘Hey, Kate told me something I gotta tell you.’  I swear to God, it was like being back in high school!  Heck, worse, it was like being back in middle school!  Five minutes after he started in, I was like, "Why the Hell couldn’t I have kept my mouth shut?"

Also, throughout the day, Ed was telling me that Drew deserved to know.  I agreed, but I said not now!  It was the last thing that he needed, what with everything he’s going through.  But… before long, Drew caught on that something was up, because I threatened to, and then did, go after Ed with the plastic knife we use to cut the subs, as well as threatening to cut him up into little pieces and throw him off the Union Hill overpass.  (Lol, I can be very nasty sometimes….)  Anyway, though, like I said, Drew caught on that something was up, and at least Ed did keep his big mouth shut, and told Drew he’d have to ask me, because Ed wouldn’t say a word.  So, Drew started bugging me!  Lol, I swear, they’re both like big kids!  Only when Drew acts like that, it’s cute-ish and funny.  Well, most of the time when Ed does that, it’s funny, too, but not when he acts like an immature middle schooler!

Anyway, both Ed and I had agreed, (when we were speaking seriously about this,) that there was no way in Hell Drew would feel the same way.  Lol, Ed actually said he thought I was too immature for Drew.  This coming from the one who….  Eurgh….  ANYWAY.  I finally told Drew I would tell him what was going on when it was just him and me in the store, when Ed and the other driver weren’t around.  Well, we got slammed that night, and even the few minutes when I did have the chance to say something, I couldn’t for the life of me get the words out.  So I wrote him a note saying mainly, "I like you.  That’s the big secret, and what, because of fear, I can never seem to admit."

And I got the shock of my life later when he said simply, "Ditto."

He actually likes me as well!  I’m still in something of a state of shock.  I don’t think even in sleep I’ve stopped smiling since last night.  I don’t know where this thing’ll go, if anywhere, but…. Wow.

So, yeah, that updates you pretty well what’s going on with me.