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Mood:
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Reading: Ultimate Spider-Man Vol. 18
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Watching: Grey's Anatomy season 4...again
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Eating: (About to eat) Chocolate Chip Cookies!
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Drinking: That reminds me...
...But I'm okay with it.
Storytime children! I fell in love. With someone whom with it's never gonna happen. She's hot, a total bitch, but nice to me. It's pretty sweet. But we have a professional relationship, and she's kinda scared of losing her job, so that's all it's ever gonna be.
My friend's FB status read this: "I am so screwed."
My comment said this: "At least you didn't confess your love to an engaged straight woman of your dreams and have her rip your heart out of your thoracic cavity, stop on it, pour 16M HCl on it, set fire to it via exploding cesium, which reminds you of her because that's the colour of her hair. The worst part of it is, that whole thing was metaphorical, so you're still alive. And then you have to see her 3 days later, wearing the sexy blue dress you think is the hottest thing ever (but would look even better accelerating toward your bedroom floor at 9.8m/s) right before the Enlgish exam that's going to determine if you graduate high school. Oh, and she doesn't acknowlage your presence. Oh, and you have a reading disabillity, which makes the exam even harder...that blue dress isn't helping the hardness either, for that matter. And the first thing you say to her is "I WROTE SONGS ABOUT YOU! And I'll be performing them at open mic nights at Whispers on Mondays. Oh, and she's really hot, but a total bitch. Did I mention she's straight?"
What happened was, I told my love how I feel about her. It went so terribly wrong. I did talk to her after my exam, to explain some stuff, regain dignity, etc. She was just really shocked. I thought I was pretty obvious, but she didn't notice (thank God). I hated her for the 3 days that I fucked up. I wrote a song about it. A very angry song. It's actually really funny cus I just hate on her so hard.
So now I'm back to lovestruck idiot, but I'm okay with it. I don't have to see her everyday anymore, so things should get easier. I'm feelin' pretty good right now. Minus the fact I have to take a shit...
Okay, getting off topic. Anyway I'm really sorry to hear about your situation (even though this was written a while ago) and though I lack enough brain power to process anything non-cliché and non-repetitive I do have sympathy and empathy to give.
*sympathy and empathy splat* <33
THAT IS CREEPY COOL...WOW. What are the odds?
D'awww, thanks. So are you. <:3
Do you have MSN or Skype? It'd be cool to catch up with you. Though I'm rarely ever on. XD;
So uh...notes or something? XD