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• 1983-08-05
Gender
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Location
• Vancouver, BC
Member Since
• 2003-08-02
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• Writer; Part-Time Hero
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• James

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• Visiting eight different myO friends in person thus far
Anime Fan Since
• Winter 2001
Favorite Anime
• Neon Genesis Evangelion, .hack//SIGN, Naruto, Bleach, Beck, Peacemaker Kurogane, Ranma 1/2 (the guilty pleasure)
Goals
• Visit the myO friends I've missed thus far; complete a cosplay from 300
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• Writing, Gaming, Kung Fu, Movies, Acting somewhat strange in general
Talents
• Can recognise most quotes from almost any movie/show on first listen; Can recite the entire 12 days of Christmas by memory

myOtaku.com: SomeGuy

Sunday, February 1, 2004

Saga of The Girl: Culmination, Part 1 . . . . .
I'm gonna drag this one out . . . I bet I could write out something pretty fun for this one . . . . . so yeah, this might get REALLY REALLY long . . . sorry . . . . .

It was a week after that incomplete attempt to talk with "The Girl". By this point in my life I was starting to think that school work might be important, my brother had recently bought "Knights of the Old Republic" for the comp, and I was not studying enough for my stuff. Being me, I then used this as an excuse to chat with "The Girl", who I had not spoken with since leaving that train last week.

I have friggin' four RPGs in my house right now! They're gonna compromise my education!
ironically... can't talk, paper due tomorrow :P
Boo papers! Well then, when'll ya be free?
tomorrow after school
Neat. Alright, I'll leave ya be, then. Good luck!

Obviously, I was still a little freaked out - I mean, the month hadn't been especially kind to me in this particular area, had it? But, it wasn't like I had anything to really lose . . . . . actually, no. That's a lie. I had EVERYTHING to lose . . . so yeah, "game on", I guess . . . . .

The next day (it was last Wednesday), after an absolutely terrible Latin quiz, I headed to her room and stood there for a long deal of time . . . . .
Basically, the next class was already pouring in, and she had yet to show herself by coming out . . . I mean, I could've peaked into the room to check, but ya know . . . in any case, it didn't matter.

My cel phone buzzed. It was her. It seems she had decided to skip her class that day and had spent most of her afternoon playing cards in that Science Undergrad Society lounge. She asked me what I wanted to do: I responded that I wanted to talk and get a lot of things out of the way - so, I went to the lounge . . .

So there I was: a 3rd year English major now sitting around a table with 2 CompSci students, a Biology guy, and a bunch of other people here and there . . . . . lion's den very much, yeah. Well, my particular brand of humour simply wasn't pulling its weight very well in that room, so I just gave up and concentrated on the card game I had suddenly been dealt into . . . . .

We were there for the better part of an hour before people left for some Electronic Arts presentation re: getting jobs or something; the rest of us started reading some student newspaper (I think it was from the Engineers). Yeah, there were lots of shots at Arts Students . . . . . I took it in stride, of course . . .
Aside from that, the only thing I can really think of mentioning was that essentially almost every guy in that lounge had made a comment to "The Girl" of any sort of risque manner . . . fun group of people, huh?

It was about 5pm when "The Girl" and I left to get on the bus. The trip was again pretty quiet between the two of us. For a fair deal of it we just sat next to each other, looking around . . . eventually she tried to fall asleep, as did I . . . . . it was short-lived when the bus braked hard. Yeah, we weren't gonna get any sleep . . . . .

At some point "The Girl" broke the silence, talking about how my nervous tick had come back (I like to blink hard and rapidly when I'm nervous, remember?). We talked a bit about that; she thought maybe it was seasonal, I stood by my nervous hypothesis . . . in any case, we were talking a bit, so that was okay.

We got to the train station. As we stood waiting for the next train, I asked her if she was in any hurry to get home - she wasn't. I then suggested we go to the riverside quay back in my area to talk (for those of you keeping count, this was incidentally also the first place I ever took her out to many years back . . .). After about 20 minutes, we got off the train at the nearest station and walked to the boardwalk . . .

The weather was cloudy, and slightly raining. We both walked under her umbrella, lights on both sides of the river, just talking about whatever. I brought to light how many of my friends were useless, how school was looking here on in, and how I had tried to get her an Inuyasha plushie for Christmas - plus the part about searching 4 different malls for it . . . . . in essence, we were just talking a lot . . . . . . . eventually, we reached the end of the boardwalk . . . she asked if we should turn around . . . . .

We turned around and started walking back . . . it was about this point when I was thinking, "okay, the WHOLE reason I asked her to come out here was to talk about certain stuff . . . talk about it, damnit!" There was more silence . . . . . finally, after sort of a weird light-headed breath-thingy:

"So, I'm still kinda sad that I never got to take you skating . . ."
"..... was that your attempt at really indirectly approaching the subject?"
"Yeah . . . . . it's funny, ya know? After all this effort to get time to talk to ya, and I can't think of a thing to say."
"Just say what's on your mind..."
"Okay . . ."

" . . . . . . . . . I . . . was thinking . . . . . that . . . . . I really like you . . . a lot . . . . ."
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