Preface: when I first was in touch with Shy over a year ago, I didn't want to call him my friend. I'd taken a shining to him within a few days, and I didn't want him to be weirded out. I called him my Foe, and we've been "Foes" ever since. I tend to do this when I like someone and I don't want to tag them with even the most mundane of social norms. I made up "dream of good crap" when I first knew the captain, because I thought "sweet dreams" was too sentimental. I'm odd, but that's how I roll.
SO I TOOK THE PLUNGE and told Shy that I like him in the least-damaging way I could think of: text messages.
Yes, I'm practically 12 years old. And I made that the premise of my message. I didn't want to scare him off, so it went something like this:
ME: .:punch!:.
HIM: Too late! I've already eaten!
ME: Sorry. I just realized I have a little crush on you and my first instinct was to act like I'm in grade school and hit you. PS: you're not allowed to be weird with me because of this or you'll get punched in person.
HIM: You didn't get my reference!
[60 minutes of messaging about SNL skits]
[20 minutes of messaging about an itch in his inner ear. I suggest he drop water down it.]
HIM: That would be equally as frustrating a prayer-cleaning.
ME: I am so glad I never pray.
HIM: So am I. Your wrath is bad enough without God behind you.
ME: Yeay!! I win!
ME: But... you've never even seen my wrath!
HIM: As your for I've come to understand your wrath despite the distance between us.
HIM: As your foe, I meant.
ME: I know. It was not hard to figure out.
HIM: You're not hard to figure out.
ME: What does that mean?
HIM: I strike another deadly blow to my unsuspecting foe!
ME: =O
And it ends. He never said a word about what sparked my first messages. His avoidance doesn't bother me because he was still acting like normal. But it still stings that I didn't merit a comment. I am 95% happy. After all, I still have my friend.
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- DatelessRaine
- I'm just a slightly nerdy girl, and everyone I care about always manages to let me down in the worst of ways. But I'm still quite awesome. The nice lady in the profile picture has my same hair. She isn't me. I'm a photographer with a phobia of being in pictures.
4 comments:
I think he was pleased, or else he would have said something or ignored you totally.
That, or he figures that ignoring it completely will make it go away like it never happened. But that would be his loss, not mine. I am an amazing girlfriend! Too bad it's never amounted to anything.
Guys have short attention spans and when they have something on their mind...they will run with it (ie. 60 minutes of explaining the SNL skit). Then, since guys have an even worse memory and are selfish egotistical pigs, he continued on about his ear. Seriously, you need to do it again. It was like it never happened - like the Seinfeld episode when George tells the girl who was deaf in her left ear that he loved her. Sienna - like a crayon.
Ugh. I know. But I'll do it later - when he's not consumed by school stuff. So sometime after Dec. 21st
At least I've kinda done it once, so it won't be so hard to work up the guts.
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