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

Maybe,... there is no "right" person.

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I'm sort-of put into the loner/drifter category... without really,- not "exactly" by choice...

She & I,- we'd first met in an anime club...
*Sulk-sulk*

Would like to get/be 'liked' by somebody though... someday.
Maybe.

Well, I'm a loner and a drifter, and I met someone who's perfect for me. You might meet her in the most unlikely circumstance, but I'm sure you will some day.

...?
/: Ye-ayy!!
I finally did manage to find myself a dance partner-for the midterm in social dance; all it took was running into someone from class, while it was outside of class, so that there wasn't anybody exerting pressure/influence to be a rotten g*t. That and, getting rained upon so hard as to have an almost-pneumonia like state... nearly. Quite by surprise she does a 180-from the initial, oh,-no... (sor-ry...) and laughs when I shake my shaggy mane dry (as though I were a wet ), it made her laugh, and-lo and behold I get handed a sopping wet little scrip of paper that has an only sleightly blurry phone # on it.
Oh, and my otaku friend is still speaking to me. It is hard to leave people alone, when they get upset if you let it show that you care about them/what you think of them,-but it is worth it. Then I nearly dashed my thick- in on a concrete pylon... since I was running late to Biology class. When the Prof is about to get into the really tricky bit, an evacuate alarm goes off, because one of the lab machines malfunctioned, or something. Whoo! An exciting day, indeed.
*Gasp, pant*

Go you! Oh, I'm glad stuff's working out not too bad for you. So what's your dance partner like?

Her major, is in music. I asked her which instruments she played, and she said she sang. "Voice, then?"
Her: Opera and things like that.
Her ears are kinda pointy.
I think that's .

Yeah, she sounds nice.

We're going to try out a two-step, instead of a waltz. The only part I think I really get about being lead,-is how to turn the follow , for the spin parts.

One of mine is too, but I cover it over with a special extras long lock, to keep the "Bible men" and other zealots off my back.
A has to be careful these days, y'know?

My pointy ear points in the opposite direction.
Hm,- an and a warlock, maybe we'll make an dance pair...

Excellent!

Do you have to wear a special outfit for the dance?

not exactly...
casual but nice... I think was it.
I'm kind of eccentric, with a predilection toward swooping collars, etc.
Can't have the scarf and eat it too...


Daftly mixed-metaphors.

Sounds good. Are you gonna match colours with your partner?

Y'know Hwuh-ha, we didn't even discuss that, and both so happened to show up wearing green buttoned shirts and silver accoutrements.

I got into an argument with my other friend again. I asked her if it didn't bother her to see what could have been me crashing down "in flames" and she got both mad and upset, so yes,- I do believe it did. All I could do was softly moan/whisper her name a tiny bit, as she kept on at it- and I didn't see her leave the building, so I'm kind of worried about that. The professor in lecture told everyone to be quiet as she started raising her voice. The dance teacher gave my dance partner and I an A. I hope that she is alright. She told me to stop e-mailing her, about stuff that wasn't school work, so I can't really ask,- y'know... [it] Sucks.
*Grumble-grumble.* I saw her looking me over a few times on Monday, through the corner of my eye, while I was taking notes. Our conversations seem to be getting shorter, and she kind of had a fit today. I think giving her some space, for awhile might be a good idea. Now that I finally did get to find out she did care,- I'm regretting that it was not in another way instead.
She had asked me why I was so "angry sounding", in my note, and I tried to explain to her,-that, while I was indeed not angry, the fact that she had gotten upset, rather did make me kind of sad. So very ambivalent. At least with before (I'd went and opened my big stupid mouth), some days it seemed as though she liked me "as a friend" and other days, hinting/implying the possibility of perhaps there being just a small chance of something more; now it alternates between either the latter, or to really hate my guts.

Yeah, give it time is probably best. She might come round after a while, or calm down, or it might all blow over maybe. You never know. Anyway, well done with your A! What kind of dancing was it?

It was two-step, to some song that was country music.

Noticed her in the library, sipping a drink, while I was going from one floor to another, to a different section, to go look something up. I guess that means she is doing,(so-so) alright-ish. How come it's always me missing her,- instead of the other way around? I figured it was okay then, that she had not noticed I was there, - and didn't bother trying to say anything,- in case she was still upset. You know, I can predict what probably would of happened had I slipped up and spoken: "I'm very angry with you (still, sort of)."
"why?"
*Fumes off, to go somewhere else.*

So yeah, I want to give it some time.
She probably wants to give it some time-too. That wasn't the point of it... it would be stupid to tell someone you liked them, purpose being to intentionally scare the person away. I mean, C'mon!
There are planty of better, funner, and more effective ways to do that... just kidding. That isn't good though. I do not want her to be scared of me,- and that hurts, sometimes.
Supposing people have commented on my mood assuming somewhat of a more melancholy shade or aspect to it. At least there still is a sense of whimsy. In biology, over the break, I am to use a small paint brush and razor I purchased, to pick up a flatworm from a small petri dish. then I am supposed to use the razor to cut the planarian in such a way as to make it grow extra appendages. The whole experiment plays off the principle that planaria have this remarkable ability to regenerate. So y'know, I suppose that means that for the next few days, I'll be doing science homework/making s.

I made the mistake of telling her that I missed her.
She did finaaly reply. Sent me a message saying that she hated me, never to send her a message again and that she was raise a huge fuss/stink of a scene if I ever dared trying to talk to her.
& also that I should never speak to her again.
This is awful.

Hmm. I knoiw that it's a terrible thing to say, but could you try moving on, finding someone else? If she really doesn't want to be around you it might be best to give her some space for quite a while.