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• Neon Genesis Evangelion, .hack//SIGN, Naruto, Bleach, Beck, Peacemaker Kurogane, Ranma 1/2 (the guilty pleasure)
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• Visit the myO friends I've missed thus far; complete a cosplay from 300
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• Can recognise most quotes from almost any movie/show on first listen; Can recite the entire 12 days of Christmas by memory
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Friday, January 30, 2004
Saga of The Girl: A Little Gift-Wrapped Box . . . . .
So, there was this present I was never able to get to "The Girl", since we never saw each other in person over the holidays after all . . . . .
I think it was the Sunday night before the new semester started. Now, obviously there was a bit of an awkward air between "The Girl" and I (not to mention a couple phone lines and PCs). We pretty much only chatted a couple times from Christmas to then. Anyway, I messaged her that night, asking if she was "still finishing her days same time, same place". Now, the unvoiced reason for asking was to check if we could still easily meet up to go home together after classes . . . and obviously we both knew that . . . . .
So that Monday, I went to school as normal. Though, I had one extra thing in my bag along with my books and stuff: a belated Christmas present.
As you all know, my plans to get her an Inuyasha plushie for Christmas went to crap. So instead, I painted up a Sam/Frodo/Gollum miniature set, set them inside an empty "Neverwinter Nights" box, and wrapped it up with "Meri Kurisumasu" written on the outside.
The last class ended, I said goodbye to my classmates, got out of the door, walked to "The Girl's" classroom . . . . . and found it to be completely empty . . . what the hell?
I spent the whole week with that little box in my bag . . . every day I'd come out of class and find her room deserted . . .
Obviously at this point I was doing little except thinking more than I should have . . . you know how it is; left to ones own devices, all sorts of weird thoughts pop up . . .
"Did her room change and she didn't tell me? Is she avoiding me? Am I EVER going to be able to give this damn thing to her?!" Yeah, thinking is a bad thing, sometimes . . .
A little later during the next week (that thing was in my bag a loooong time . . .), I finally figured I should make a query about this odd little thing . . . I messaged her one night:
Hey, you still have Classical Studies in that room, right?
Yes... O_o
. . . . . stop leaving so fast!
Well, I'm always busy after classes now, so don't wait up for me.
Alright, but stick around for a second tomorrow, okay? I've had this damn thing in my bag since forever for ya and I'd very much like to be relieved of it.
Okay.
It went something like that, in any case . . . well, yeah, she waited up for a second with a friend of hers, we walked out a bit of the ways a bit, and hit the main crossroad where we'd go our separate ways. She got her present, mentioned something about how nicely it was wrapped . . . . . yeah . . .
So she ran off towards her Science Undergraduate Society lounge, I headed for the bus . . . and then for a long time nothing happened . . . . . but this is getting too long, so that shall have to wait until tomorrow . . . . . heh . . .
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