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Thursday, February 7, 2008


GAY IS NOT A SYNONYM FOR "DANNY IS A DOUCHEBAG"
Hey.
Lost a bet toady. Ye see, in gym class, me and my friend Aquia were walking around the gym. And we've got class as the same time as the guys, so some dude Aquia likes was there, playing Basket Ball with his mates. And she, out of nowhere, starts rambling about said guy and how infuriating it is that she can never think of what to say to him. This, of course, leads to me confiding in her about my similar situation with That Bitch. The end result is this: we make a bet that if she can talk to HER guy, I'll talk to mine. The only reason I agreed to this was because I figured she'd chicken out. But she didn't.
Right as class was over, she went up and said something to her crush. Needless to say, I was ecstatic for her.
Or at least I would've been if it wouldn't have meant that I now had to actually-GASP!-say something to Danny.AS IN, ACTUALLY FORM COHERENT SENTENCES!!!! DUDE, I CAN'T EVEN MAKE EYE-CONTACT WITH HIM MOST OF THE TIME!!!!! ''-__- (INSERT HEAT-STROKE-INDUCING AMOUNT OF BLUSHING HERE)
*deep breath*
So anyway.
Right after gym is my lunch period. And guess who's in my lunch period: Danny. Fucking. Bennett(A.K.A. That Bitch)
Ohhhhhhhh, dearrrrrrrrrr Lord. Words truly cannot express how nervous I was. I swear. It's a good thing my stomach was empty at the beginning of the meal, because I honestly would've puked all over the cafeteria. (How I managed to not do so AFTERWARDS was a complete miracle as well.) However, time took no mercy on my pitifully anxious state, and eventually the moment arrived when I ran in to Danny in the hall-way outside the cafeteria. Because, you know, he finishes his lunch early and he always goes out in the hall-way to hang with his little group of friends before the bell rings. So, as usual, I stared at him.
And stared.
And stared.
And stared.
Only this time, I was scarlet and shaking with the anticipation of what I had to do.
Or, to be more accurate, what I SHOULD have done but didn't.
I know, I know, "Belinda, stop being such a pussy! He's JUST a guy!" But he was just too fucking hot! I couldn't breath! The closest I ever got to actually "saying" anything to him was, when I saw him talking to his friends, sort of muttering a semi-audible "Hey, Dan." Which he obviously didn't hear.
And even though technically that could pass as "talking" to him, because Aquia never said he actually had to hear me, it just wouldn't be fair.
So I think I'm going to try again tomorrow at the morning bus-stop. Yeah... Wish me luck, guys. Pray for a miracle. I'm gonna need one.
Love,Shadowme

P.S. NO, SERIOUSLY, PRAY FOR ME. I MIGHT DIE OF SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION IF YOU DON'T.

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