Jason & Elissa: The Saga Unfolds

For an entire sememster, I had a crush on a girl named Elissa, and the last two weeks I was in Washington, we spent time together. In brief, here is what happened those two weeks -- those two weeks I spent time with the most beautiful girl in the entire world:

Monday, November 17, 2003

It might be a little premature for a hop, skip and a jump, but I asked her if she wanted to get coffee sometime, and she said, "Sure."

She is so very pretty and probably conservative, but, her name is Elissa, and she is from outside Cleveland, and I asked her if she wanted to get coffee sometime, and she said, "Sure."

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

I have asked her out, seriously, like six times -- I have been shot down all six.

I mean, damn -- is she really that busy, or is she really just that disinterested in my face? Yikes.

I think I need to get a clue. Yes, I do.

But, if you saw how damn pretty she was, you wouldn't give up either.

Thursday, December 04, 2003

I went out on a date with the prettiest girl in the world last night, and it went really well.

She is really amazing...

Friday, December 05, 2003

Knox Oberstreet: this night was too much fun to let it end, i want to go play in the snow more

WWilk60286: yeah-you will have to let me know how they come out! i know! thank you for asking me to go play in the snow!

Knox Oberstreet: did you have fun?

WWilk60286: of course! i felt like a kid again

Knox Oberstreet: thats awesome

WWilk60286: we'll have to get together this weekend

Knox Oberstreet: if you insist

Knox Oberstreet: are you doing anything right now?

WWilk60286: i insist

I think I am in love.

Sunday, December 07, 2003

I learned a lesson today: never go out on a "date" to the Holocaust Museum.

Not that it will be a bad date, it's just that after you spend 3 1/2 hours in a museum thats message is, "We will never forget one of the worst, if not worst, humanitarian genocides in the history of man," you probably won't want run and skip and jump in puddles, or hold hands, or take pictures on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial.

But, every time I see her face, my knees still get a little weak.

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

I only seem to write about love or "love" in this diary.

Today I came to the conclusion that I think sadness and depression are two totally different things -- sadness is worse.

In four days I may never see the most beautiful girl in the world ever again, or at least for a long time -- that makes me sad.

Tomorrow night we are going to go to the Lincoln Memorial and the Vietnam Memorial and the White House -- she says she wants to see what our nations Capital looks like at night; all lit up and beautiful.

I am going to bring a thermos of hot chocolate and I am going to hold her hand and I am going to be happy and we are going to be together.

Friday, December 12, 2003

If not anything else, I learned one very important thing in Washington, D.C. this past fall: Holy shit, some people really do have ADD.

Saturday, December 13, 2003

To wish me farewell, she gave me a box of Chinese tea -- she wrote motivational phrases on the box:

Stay positive!! Smile!

You are very intelligent!

Eat two deserts with every meal!

I am glad I met you -- Love, Elissa.

Before I said goodbye, I played her a song and I told her that I was glad that I was able to meet her and spend time with her. I gave her a mix-CD -- I titled it: "A Semester in D.C.: A Soundtrack." I told her that all the songs are perfect for a long, sad car ride home to Cleveland.

I hugged her goodbye, and we both agreed that we should keep in contact -- we probably won't.

I never did tell her that I think she is the prettiest girl in the world.

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