I hate it when I am in an awkward situation and I can't find a Twix

I am allergic to chocolate.
So I cant eat Twix candy bars.
And do I like chocolate?
Very much so.
Can I eat it?
No. Of course not.
Do I occasionally go insane because I cant eat it?
Heh, heh.
No..man, what are you talking about?
Well...I dont know..I mean if you dont know what your talking about then of course I dont know.
After all..you are asking questions to yourself.
Thats true.
Very true Hailey.


Today..
I fell.
I fell upon the grass..and dirt...and I fell into love.
It turns out...it didnt hurt as much as I thought it would..
but the thought of it..made me want to run.
And when I did..I tripped.
Over a treestump.
Yes, a treestump.
Quit looking at me like I'm a beaded necklace without the string.
I may have hurt my toe...but that was not at all what my mind was on when I fell.
It was the random guy that I landed on.
I knew I shouldnt have went for a jog today.
I just knew it.
I mean, one minute I am jogging, with my headphones in, listening to Halls and Oats..
and the next minute...I am giving the ground a form of indearing effection..aka...embracing it.
Or rather..Mr... random guy laying under me.
And as my grandmother would say while she listened to this story, "OH DEAR ME!" or "MY HEAVENS"
Okay...my grandmother has never said anything close to that in my entire life.
This isnt Little House on the Prarie, sheesh.
The point is..I may have not been paying attention.
I might have been a little too into my Halls and Oats music.
But seriously....who wouldve thought that THIS would happen.
To me.
And oh gracious me, I am caught without a Twix.
Although, I really should get off of him before unwrapping the chocolate covered monstracity.
I get off of the guy...and immediately start complaining.
Because as I said...I hurt my toe.
I know, I know.
Your thinking, "Hailey! Ask if the guy is okay! And QUIT WORRYING ABOUT YOUR TOE! SUCK IT UP WOMAN!"
Calm down, calm down...
I was very kind about it.
I complained...WHILE I helped the guy up.
Because well, I am a girl of many layers.
Courteousness..being one of them.
As I helped him up..
I saw something.
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I know..the suspense must be killing you..
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Okay, I'll stop.
You dont have to yell. :)

What I saw was...beautiful hazel eyes.
And it didnt stop there.
Curly brown hair raveled down his face like an overgrown vine that was given an overdose of Miracle Green.
You know, in a good way.
He had a beautiful chocolate complection that screamed out two words.
Hollister model.
He wasnt dark like a shadow..you could tell that he was only half or less of african american desent.
And get this...when I fell..I must have not hit only the ground..
I must have fell on his ABS.
He was indeed very muscular...but not TOO muscular like a body builder.
You could tell that he works out.
And man has the gym been kind to HIM!

He was a good height.
And he wore Nike tennisshoes.
I complained about my toe hurting...whining...and I think he thought I was kidding..
because when he heard me say "ouch my toe" when he asked if I was alright..
he wipped out the gorgeous smile of his.
Get. This...
He had a smirk.
A hansome smirk.

Now...before you get caught up in imagining your own version of him..I have to tell you how this goes down.
I mumble.
I stumble.
And when he asked me what I said...words couldnt come out.
Something wet fell on my arm.
I have come to the conclusion of the facts that:
#1) Birds are obnoxious..and they should not poop on people..and that God should have created birds with minature toilets sewed to their butts.
#2) I drooled on myself.
#3) Rain!
As much as I wanted it to be number 1 or 3, (sadly) it wasnt.
And thank goodness he wasnt looking.
He appologized..and I did as well for not paying attention.
And..then I watched as he dusted himself off.
Not ever once in my lifetime have I ever thought that the dusting of oneself could be so beautiful.
Until now.
My eyes have been opened.
It wasnt a lengthy conversation considering I couldnt conjour up words..
so I just got his name.
He now has a nickname.
Its McSteamy.
We talked about jogging...a little music..what we were doing for the summer.
You know...stuff.
Then we went on our way.
He looked to be around my age...or a little bit older.
He was just visiting his grandparents.

Love at first sight.
Okay..like, rather.
But thats the story about how I fell into love.
Well, onto love actually.
I swear, this could only happen to me.
I mean, who runs into people and falls down..
I say that like its never happened before...Im dramatic what can I say..
Anyways..
I was caught without a Twix.
And if I had, had one...maybe I wouldnt have met him.
And maybe it wouldve melted in my pocket while I was jogging.
Ah, real life.
It just goes to show you..
life is unexpected.
You never know when it could change.
And maybe nobody needs a Twix in awkward moments..
I'm starting to think you should go with Skittles..you can jog with those.
:)

So enjoy life.
Enjoy the moment.
(whispered) Tast the rainbow.

- Hailey jumps, Hailey kicks, Haileys goin nowhere without her Twix.