peter

So the Peter saga, for all whom are interested started one very hot August day in Florida. I really wasn't feeling all that well (I was ALWAYS sick when I was down in Florida, something about the humidity and being in contact with so many people each day caused me to be constantly sick. Yeah, real sexy) My roommate asked me to go to Chick-Fil-A with her because a guy that she knew from back home had just gotten to Orlando to participate in his second college program. He had driven from Oregon with a friend, she didn't want to go alone, blah, blah, blah. I really didn't want to go since I wasn't feeling all that great, but I went anyways. I was totally grungy looking in my shorts and really old t-shirt, no make-up and frizzy hair. But I didn't really care how I looked, I thought I was just going to meet some random guy and his friend. So we get to Chick-Fil-A and my roommate (Angela) introduces me to her friend from back home, Jose, and the guy that drove with him, Peter. The guys already had their food, so Angela and I got in line; I stood there and for a fleeting moment thought to myself "hey, Peter is pretty cute" but I quickly discarded the thought because I hadn't been having the best of luck with the guys at Vista (yeah, they were all pretty much just man-whores, with the exception of a few). So I sit down intending to just eat my food, talk with everyone then go back to my apartment for a much needed nap.
We start making small talk, Jose asked where I worked and I told them that I worked at the Muppet Store and loved it because I am a huge Muppet-geek. The second I said the word "Muppet" Peter's eyes jsut lit up, turns out that he's a huge Muppet-geek as well- which was just too cool because it's really hard to find a fun Muppet person who is also mentally stable-anyways so Peter and I start geeking it up talking about the travesty that was Muppets From Space, how cool Muppet Vision is and all that fun stuff. Jose and Angela were engroseed in their own little conversation and Peter and I just kept talking about everything. We had just about everything in common, which is really rare (for me anyways) and I was so loving being able to have a really fun conversation with a really cool guy who knew who Frank Oz was. Eventually we all finished our food and Peter and Jose mentioned that they were going to one of the parks and invited us to go along, I said that I couldn't since I had called in (I was sick, remember?) so instead they insisted on going to Wallmart. On the car ride over, Peter and I kept talking and had more in common, I was seriously starting to like this guy (After what, and hour?) We get to Wallmart, Jose gets stuck food shopping with Angela (poor boy) while Peter and I frollick around Wallmart, he needed tape for his camcorder. We keep talking and talking and talking and I so just wanted to jump on top of him, but I didn't; he was just so darn cute! I loved that I could be my dorky self around him, but it was cool because he had the exact same interests.
After Wallmart we went back to Vista so Angela could put her millions of groceries away and the guys invited us to go over to their hotel and go swimming. Yes, I went swimming when I was sick which probably didn't help me get better any quicker but I really didn't care. So we go and both the guys were really nice about not dragging me out to the deep end or anything (yeah, I can't really swim except to doggy-paddle) I started talking to Jose when Peter and Angela were on the water slide and Jose kept talking about how I'm Peter's "type" and whatever. I think in the pool is when I really fell for him, he was just so nice and cool and wonderful. It started to get really cold in the pool so we went back up to the guys room and watched a little TV. It was Peter and I sitting on one bed and Jose and Angela on the other. We were watching Tarzan for some unknown reason. So Jose and Angela leave to go get some ice cream (they were gone for about an hour and a half) after they leave, Peter turns to me and says "I think they're trying to fix us up" and just kisses me. It was the sweetest most spontaneous thing ever, and I absolutly loved it. I had known the boy for five hours and already I was kissing him. They finally get back, Jose drives us back to Vista and Peter gives me just the hugest hug in the world which was great, but honestly I didn't think I woudl ever see him again since he lives in MA and was only in FL for a few days.
The next day was my day off, I spent the day at Epcot and MGM with my friend Nicole, when I finally got back to the apartment that night I was half-hoping for a message on the answering machine from Peter but there wasn't one so I went over to Nicole's. About an hour later, one of my rommates calls me to say that Peter had stopped by with a flower for me, but since I wasn't there he had just left it for me. I hurry home (after stopping by walgreens to get my pictures, which took forever and a day) and there was this beautiful rose on my pillow. It was seriously the sweetest thing ever. So I call him to thank him for the flower (yeah, i woke him and Jose up, whoops) and we agreed to meet the next day since I didn't have to be in to work until late in the afternoon.
The next day Jose, Peter, Courtney, Angela and I all went to downtown disney and it was so great just to see him and hold his hand and what not. But at the same time I was beyond depressed since I knew that in a few days he would be going back home and I really really wanted him to stay. After downtown disney we went over to MGMand we did Tower and what-not until I had to go to work. So I start walking towards backstage and Jose came with me, and we started talking about how awful it was that Peter had to leave and how we were both confused about what was going on and all that jazz, it was just drama and I went to work just feeling weird. I was flying that day and got put in the Animation Courtyard (which is a great place to work, such fun people there!) but Peter and Jose came and found me to say "hi" it was the sweetest thing in the world, and there I was in polyester grey pants and a striped bowtie, yeah real glamouros. They said that they would stop by later that night so I was all excited.
They did come over later (I was in my jammies, it had been a long day) Peter and I went back into my room and just talked about everything that was going on, about how we liked each other, but he had to go home. It was seriously so wonderful and so depressing at the same time, I had found the most perfect guy for me (not an easy task) and he had to leave) we talked and cuddled till 2 and the next morning he came by at about 7 and we just snuggled in bed for awhile (which was so nice) then Peter, Jose, Angela and I went over to MGM for a little while till I had to work again. Every minute I spent with him I was more and more convinced that he was the one for me, I can't really explain it. That night we all went to P.I., he brought me a rose and we cuddled at the comedy club. After that a huge group of us went out to Perkins, which was fun.
The next morning he came over again and we cuddled until he had to get ready to go home. Yeah, he had to go back to MA. That morning he told me that he loved me, and honestly I felt exactly the same way. It was awful having to say goodbye (and it just gets harder each time) but I had to do it. I gave him my number and all that fun stuff, but I hate the phone. He is seriously the only person that I talk to on the phone for an extended period of time. So that's our story. I knew him for 5 days and was head-over-heels. It's been four months and we are both trying our hardest to make it work, but it's seriously the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my entire life.