h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I don't think she'd like it, were she to suddenly find out that I'd been 'talking' about her online.
That's why I have left her and my real-names, e-mail, etc. out-of-it.
& seem rather hesitant...
*Hereby I also offer up an apology for doing an emotional spillguts on page after page*
/

Were sorta like little kids too, in a_way. If one were ever to peer over our shoulders, betwixt, once in awhile they might spot a caricature of her or myself, being drawn... either her of me, or me of me, or me, pondering whether to scrawl down a little scrip of poem/prose... w/a calligraphied letter.
*Shrugs, perhaps over-ambiguously, regardless*

If I were to draw her,_ I'd want it to be_ really nice. Still caricatured a bit, so as to be in a similar style, but Y'know...


Oh well.
*Nice way to end the story then, for tonight-ish, eh?*
@ least that's what time of day it is over here... into the wee-hours of the morning soon.
I'm the last in my house, to go to sleep, tonight (pretty much).

I wonder if she ever stays awake at night, or looks out the window (assuming her room has a window/or a skylight), at all the little pinpricks of light, and the funny shapes_ of the clouds, and the , and the s... occasionally maybe an airplane or too, a blinking satellite, or a once in awhile.

Parallelisms, aplenty abound, alliterated. Next-time, I ought to try and shoot for an appositive, onomatopoeia and a kenning, no less (no less, ). Syndoche, metonymy, etc.
Good literary devices, methinks.

Goodnight 's F, Goodnight .
Goodnight EC, Hootoo... Goodnight GB, who must be sorting out the mess in the room soon (haft converted it into a viking-meadhall, this time around),
Goodnight, goodnight to all. OR evening, morning, nae_even mid-afternoon...
*Chuckles abit about/after his own rhyming scheme*
Very toccata-ish?<- would that be 'toccatic'?
G'dnight.

To sum it all up, in a nutshell, the catalyst of my confusions and such, was this:

Her parents wouldn't approve, methinks and she has said (in the past). We agree that it is mainly, since I am someone whom she had met on her own, instead of through them (D@*n). That's the crux of the stumbling block in our "relationship." It's kind of touching in a way, since I'm one who is studying to be like a scientist or a doctor, and both me and her, we each have one section of our families saying "go. Succeed. Pick a job that'll make a ton of $$$", and the other section going, "fail, go a slow and starving way (& have a shorter life, being the unsaid part)."
Buncha s, is what they are. It's funny, we'd never known that we also had the problem of lousy relatives_ as something in common, until a week or two ago.
Some bonding there, mayhap. It sure seemed that way, anyways...
Aww, man!


Gotta be, just because I'm white. I'm almost positive.
*So,_ that it is his fault- for being born, or something along those lines.*

Hmm. Well, I gotta say, if she likes you a lot she'll date you no matter what her parents think, but it seems like she cares about not upsetting her family an awful lot. Maybe once they meet you they'll realise you're alright. Other than that, I don't know what to suggest.

Right, the heart of it, is that_ while on the one hand she does seem to be hesitant to challenge them, it would seem that there are many instances, as she points out, where she does do as she pleases anyway. (this is because)/for she is very clever.
<- I think that's one of the reasons why I like her, kinda. Is because of her cleverness.

On the other hand...
, yes, I do believe, that our above mentioned premises_ are correct.
/

Well that sounds positive anyway.

, _for the most part, anyway.

Wish her parents, would calm down. I think they are protective because she's special to them, probably. An unfortunate side-effect/repercussion of this, being that Thorn might get perceived as a bad guy.
I'm not going to try and 'carry-her-off'; however, I'm not sure there's anything her or I could ever say,_ to be able to convince them of otherwise. *Shrug*
It's probably because they don't want to "lose her."
Yet, what-would life be, without it's infinite layers of convolution, at least a few at a time, once in awhile _yes?

I know. Nobody said it would be easy. And it seldom is.

&... the inevitable pretty much ocurred today.
I'd sort of had this nasty sneaking suspicion that it would, from the start (always does). In an attempt to articulat my, g*dd@*n mother-, blasted feelings (/), wound up getting _ pretty much, what might be interpreted as getting, rejected.

I, tried not to let it show, that I was kind of upset/disappointed,_ & did thank her, in so much as that I was appreciative of her honesty...
Yet, Somehow I cannot help but pausing to wonder to myself, whether it had been a stupid thing or not,_ to have been happy, when I had what has thusly been proven incorrectly thought that perhaps she had liked me back _sorta.
The day doesn't really look to get that much better, from there. Looking ahead at the quiz I'[ve not prepared myself for, and the project I need to pull a major overhaul for, + make up work, it looks to be a rough day, that is about to get worse.

there, I went.
Oh, D@*n, it_ whatever made me think, that trying to explain to her _that I liked her, would possibly have a chance of doing anything, _other than scaring her away?
/
Come to think of it, I don't really even remember_not getting rejected, any of the times that it turned out I liked someone. Itr's part of why I try "not to." Somehow, it manages to conspire toward making things all the worse when I do _because then it's painful.

: "Why is everyone here (where I live), so much of a social climber, that they are almost reptillian?" might be a better way of framing the question meant to be posed; Somehow, I just can't manage to get enough of the hang of, pretending to be a slimeball, down okay enough, to be able to attract women.



Supposing the trick to it, is to behave as though you do not give a d@*n about them, hardly at all, if the objective is to get others to start crawling all o'er ye? I-just wanted, was a date. Someone to take to have or dance with, maybe. , it's always the same. The jerklike guys, seem to wind up, "scoring" easier/more often.

Not always. It's important to be yourself. If you get a date with someone who doesn't like you for who you are, then they probably won't like you that much in the long term. Look at me and Ben - I didn't really consider dating him until he stopped putting on an act, and now he doesn't pretend things with me I love him even more.

So . There'll be others.

Are you still friends with her? If you can manage to stay friends,at least that's something.

After today, and how upset she had gotten (when I'd tried to really, actually explain), er_ yeah.
*up until then.*
I sorta blew it. Oops.

Oh. Did she really not understand?

She chose to misunderstand_ on purpose.
*New song was playing in my head. Think "Elenor Rigby"*

Try not to get too down though. There'll be others.

Other rejections, (if) that's what you mean...
*Never really, has_ been accepted, really*



By______________anyone.

I meant other girls. How old are you, 19? Well, i didn't ever have a boyfriend till I was 18. *shrug* Way it goes, I guess. You got the whole of your life ahead of you.