Had a rose, but no one to give it to.

[Mercury]

Well, I got kinda dressed up tonight to go to the hangout. Wore alittle cologene, and bought a single red rose.

I was all hyped up about meeting this FireBird Girl, so excited. I had been waiting all week, counting down the days. I was so looking foward to seeing her this weekend.

9:00, I arrive at the parking lot. Dont see her car. A few Firebirds, not many at all. I leave the rose in the car, put it on the Driver's seat (Part of a plan I had.).

I go and mingle with the guys. 9:30. Still no sign. I begin to get that feeling in my stomach.

9:45 Nope. Not there, but a few of the Firebird gang so she is a real busy person, with Law School, her job and a child and all. They tell me not to take it personally, that she just gets real busy. They tell me they'll tell her I was out there and had asked.

10:00 I begin to feel stupid. Everyone rags on me for getting stood up. Good thing they didnt know I had even brought a rose, but they find out later. She probably had more important things to do. i kinda become the joke of the night. Guess they didnt know it actually hurt my feelings. Oh well.

10:15ish, the few firebird people that are there come over to talk to me. Guess they saw that I was alittle down. They tell me agian not to take it personally, and begin to give me some insight on this girl. She doesnt party (Which I dont anymore, so thats a plus.) Doesnt go clubbing (Which I find clubbing as boring.) She seems and sounds real level headed and nice.

The rest of the night, everyone that comes in asks where "My girl" is. I just shrug my shoulders and look stupid. I still look at the road, hoping that she pulls in. She doesnt. Maybe next weekend. Or maybe she didnt want to see me. The Firebird people say its not that. I dont know.

Later on, one of the guys asks if he can sit in my car to see how the new stangs feel. I tell him sure, he opens the door and almost sits on the rose. He picks it up and asks infront of everyone "What the *****, who and where's the girl?" The guys look at me and just give me this "Opps" look.

I just grab it and thow the damn thing on the windshield of my car.

Man, I didnt even feel like racing tonight. Had a few chances but turned them down. My mind was elsewhere.

Oh well. Maybe next weekend.