Wednesday, May 25

Paul, the enlightened (and slightly love-struck) boy

setting: Paul is at school walking with one of hist friends, it is the day after he met Haras and he can't get her out of his head. he keeps hearing everything she said played over and over in his head, but over it all is a resounding and frighteningly final "No". he thinks he should be appalled by the fact that she eats raw meat, but he isn't.

Shawn: (Paul's friend) hey man, why are you so quiet today?

Paul: (absently) I was just thinking.

Shawn: about what? a girl?? the way you're moping aroun it's gotta be a girl.

Paul: yah, it was a girl.

Shawn: was she hott?

Paul: not really.

Shawn: well then why the heck are you thinking about her?

Paul: dang man, when are you gonna figure out that looks aren't everything?

Shawn: course they're everything! what else is there? you better tell me what is so great about this girl that looks don't even matter.

Paul: she was... she was... she was wild!

Shawn: (looks at Paul knowingly) ohhh... she was THAT kind of girl. did you meet her behind a bar??

Paul: no, no, no. not wild like that. she was wild like an eagle that soars untethered through the sky, wild like a snake who slithers uncaged throught the fallen leaves, wild, wild like a coyote. no she was not hott, not thin and blonde, but beautiful like an oak tree which stands strong throught the fiercest storm, like a wild white rose just blooming in the morning with the dew still clinging to it's petal.

Shawn: (looks at Paul incredulously) man, are you feeling okay? since when are you all poetic and s***??

Paul: (once again looking slightly "not in this world") never been better.

Shawn: (shaking his had sadly) where'd you meet this wild chick anyhow?

Paul: in the forest by a stream

Shawn: so you gonna meet her there again?

Paul: no.

Shawn: why the heck not??

Paul: she said I would never see her again.

Shawn: that's what they all say. you go there next week she'll be waiting for you.

Paul was saved from having to answer by the bell.

8 Comments:

At Wednesday, May 25, 2005 6:58:00 PM, Blogger Polenta said...

poor ignorant paul! he's got it bad for haras! i wonder if he will ever meet her again! if he doesn't i'm sure he'll be sad and only half-there for the rest of his life...


golly! o thnk heav'n!!

 
At Wednesday, May 25, 2005 7:47:00 PM, Blogger Nature's Daughter said...

hate to tell you this... but.... at the end of the last story i said he never saw her again. so... he never saw her again. never. never ever. muahahahaha! poor paul.

your joyful maiden of horses

 
At Thursday, May 26, 2005 12:27:00 AM, Blogger Nature's Daughter said...

lol! sorry you guys, but there is no "happy" ending for Paul. He loves Haras and will always love Haras. There will be no other girls in his life. Poor Paul, he will be a virgin forever!

your joyful maiden of horses

 
At Thursday, May 26, 2005 11:43:00 PM, Blogger Polenta said...

OMG!!!! POOR PAUL!! HOW CAN U DO SUCH THINGS TO THIS KID!!!! OMG!!! A VIRGIN....FOREVER? DON'T WORRY PAUL! I'LL DONATE MY BODY TO THE CAUSE!!! OK, I WAS TOTALLY KIDDING, BUT STILL! NO LOVE LIFE? THE POOR GUY! I'M GONNA SAY IT NOW SO I DON'T HAVE TO LATER.

SHUT UP GIRLS, I WAS TOTALLY KIDDING AND I'M NOT GONNA PULL ANY WIERD STUNTS WITH GUYS. CALM DOWN, LOL!

golly! o thnk heav'n!!

 
At Friday, May 27, 2005 6:18:00 PM, Blogger Nature's Daughter said...

lol

 
At Friday, May 27, 2005 8:32:00 PM, Blogger Nature's Daughter said...

yes poor paul, but i'm afraid that even if you did donate your body he would reject it. Poor Puppy Paul.

your joyful maiden of horses

 
At Saturday, May 28, 2005 4:42:00 PM, Blogger Polenta said...

lol, thanks for the very "uplifting words on the rejection of my body". o and i figured out that you are Haras, sort of. Haras, Sarah. see? it took me a while but i got it eventually! lol


golly! o thnk heav'n!!

 
At Saturday, May 28, 2005 9:21:00 PM, Blogger Nature's Daughter said...

lol, yeah, i wondered if anyone would figure out the Haras/Sarah thing. I did that cause her life is kind of backwords of mine. she lives in the wild raised by coyotes and i live in society, raised by people. *sigh* can't get much more boring than that.

Carrots
you are correct on you assumptions about Paul being hott, he is very hott. but i don't think there will be any other girls. you never know though, a story can sometimes take you in directions you never thought it would go.

your joyful (and cruel to Paul) maiden of horses

 

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