Hey guys. I’m going to be talking about my personal life today, and girls basically. Here’s a bit of a story about my ‘love life’, and I personally hope you guys will enjoy it.
Put it this way. (Note: I was half way through writing this post before I saw the daily prompt – then I noticed that it was in conjunction with it, so here’s the Daily Prompt if you haven’t seen it yet)
There was this girl I always used to hang with. You know. Staying up late all night. Smiling at texts upon receiving them. Trying to shut people up when people talk about it in public. Staying back for just about 4 hours after school for some coffee. Homework side by side in the library. Movies (although they were often in a bigger group) which saw friends literally force the two of the lovebirds to sit next together. (and the first girl outside my family to kiss me on the cheek XD, I was quite a bit younger, around 14)
But A) I never asked her out. B) She wasn’t my girlfriend. C) There was no official attachment, just lots of pictures, lots of text messages, and a whole loada time spent together. She was my first I guess ‘true’ almost girlfriend although I hate to admit, and if I could go back, I would definitely try and fix this (you’ll see what I’m talking about later).
First, I’m an asshole. I don’t need to hide from that fact. I shouldn’t have done what I did with this girl.
Because you see…
I am the type of person of which once I don’t like you, I really don’t fucking like you. I’m just like that. There’s hardly any going back except for very few exceptions. Luckily for me as well, I don’t hate too many people.
I got really annoyed with this friend of mine. She’s the type of person who would just go about and tell everybody about everything and anything that happened in her life. In fact, I think there isn’t a single chat (Facebook) between me and her that went without being read by someone else (i.e. A third party, another friend of hers). So that was pretty f*cking annoying.
Additionally, I knew I just couldn’t actually stand being her boyfriend. She just continued talking and talking about other guys she would love to date in front of me. I just didn’t understand why. It’s not your usual, OMG it’s that guy type of thing. It’s the type of thing where she would purposely show me posters, videos and everything to do with that guy.
I guess you could say that I’m saying this before what I say next perhaps to make me feel better. But there were a few more reasons to why I broke off from her, and here’s how I did it.
I just ignored her.
Yeah. I already covered the part where I was an asshole. I’m a young Chinese boy (I’m a good boy xD), and well, I felt really bad about it. From the Facebook chats (although thank Fucking god that Facebook released the ‘seen’ thing only recently, otherwise, just….), to completely ignoring her in classes (she’s in my form class, so there was an obstacle).
Slowly, we drifted further apart. Then, I guess we were just strangers again.
To be honest, I think this perfectly describes how it went at that time, although a slight variation:
But as time passes, we blew over as an item. And things returned to the way they were before. She does give me ‘that eye’ sometimes. I feel really bad upon reflection. My sister (who is coincidentally in that girl’s sisters’ class) told me she was crying for days. But my sister understood, and she just kept quiet throughout the rants that she had to go through from the girl’s sister.
But that’s all I have today, enjoy your day everyone, and don’t ignore anyone xD!
Hi! em… hm… uhmm… can you go to her and talk to her now? I mean just ask what she ment or tell what you ment by this behaviour? You wrote such a wonderful post, so… honest….go man!
Heya, nice to see a comment
I’m so happy everytime I see one. I’m getting out a post on what happened next in a few days time. Just needa find a bit of time. (Note: where I left off was something like 2 years ago)
;o) ok ;o) two years ago, long time. hmmm… I have my own experience with that and I am still working on some things, but I have read somewhere: “nothing hunt us as much as the unspoken words” ;o)