I was listening to Tokyo Police Club's album "Champ" and the song that I keep playing is "End of A Spark." It has a really good beat...That makes me sway side to side as I type this blog. I was thinking about Saturday night when my friend and I went to the Comic bookstore. How nervous she was because the boy she has a crush on works there. I wanted her to redeem herself from the other night that she felt so nervous and almost ran out of the store when she was turning in a short story for a contest they are having. (She was turning it in for someone else). I'm an awesome sidekick (aww, eating Reeses Pieces) anyways got a bit sidetrack.
On with the story I pretty much didn't think anything about going to the bookstore, I had only seen pix of this boy on their website. When we walked into the store there was no one there only the cashier. My friend walked in first and he said something "Like, hi," but I don't recall hearing what he said because I was just walking in when he said it. I wasn't even sure if it was the "Romanine" boy..(the nickname I gave him, because we can't use his real name). I kept going through the aisle and shelves looking at the novels. I found my old time favorite animation like Akira and Totoro. I felt like the bookstore was way to quite like I was in the library and my friend felt the same way. A couple walked into the store and the silence was broken because they were talking a bit loud and Romanine had to help them. The good thing is that I noticed it was 8:44 pm and I told my friend to purchase her novels, because they close the store at 9:00 pm. I kept singing to her the "Closing time" song ha, ha. Before Romanine turned off the lights like in the library.
The whole point of this is that while Romanine was punching in the price. I ended up telling him how cool the store was for having the only copy of "Alien Nation" comic book. He laughed and I needed my friend to jump in and continue the conversation that was the whole point. But then she didn't then I was like. I see that you have art up in this store and I had to throw in my brother's artistic talents. And then he said that they are going to have an art show and I was like ooh that is cool where can I write to them to get the info. and he was like get one of the business cards, which I did and then I was like so who writes back and that is when he says that it is him or this other person and I was so what is your name (I don't know what made me ask) and he says his name, and I introduce myself and shake his hand. That was pretty funny and then I was like this is my friend and he kinda was like trying to remember my friends name, but they have never met. Thank goodness my friend saved him by telling him her name and she shook his hand. I stopped talking and then my friend picked up the conversation from there. I was so happy for her, because I think they can be friends now. I'm pretty sure he has checked her comments on the bookstore facebook page. The power of social networking sites.
I wish that I can be so confident to talk to the boys I have a crush on and not feel so nervous. I should be like a match maker ha, ha. I think my friend can now go into that store and feel confident with talking with "Romanine"...who knows perhaps they can end up being true friends.
