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« on: May 18, 2007, 01:12:40 am »
WARNING: Wall of girl-related text.
BACKSTORY:
June-July, 2006. I really like a girl and I ask her out. She says yes. We go on a date and the day after I leave on a three-week trip through Europe. I call her every day and such, as one would normally do. I come back home, we next see each other at a show rehearsal, where she arrives late, so I can't say give her a big hello and stuff, as I'd planned. After the practice is over, our conversation gets incredibly awkward and full of long periods of silence. The next day, I break up with her because it was incredibly obvious that she didn't like me. After that, a year of emo regarding the fact that the only date I ever got was a pity date.
Today, I was talking to her (we're still best friends), and she mentioned that she used to like somebody in the chatroom we were in, so I pestered her over AIM as to who it was. Her response: "who in the chat did I go out with?" The answer, obviously, was me. Thus, my year of emo has been completely based on a false assumption. I have no idea what to do with my life anymore.
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Responses are unnecessary. I just needed to tell people.