Jan 09, 2005 11:21
Last week... WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I am soo gutted. On Tuesday, I was supposed to give this girl a poem... which was an ask to the formal and an ask out as a whole. This was the poem... its in a form of a Persian love Poem called a Ghazhal:-
You
I awoke at night by a dream about you,
And raise my pencil to write this poem to you.
Always gasped on how stunning your
Smile captures everyone, and they smile back at you.
I have been continuously compelled to gaze at
Your dazzling eyes, feeling the warmth that revolves around you.
I have always enjoyed being around your divine
Personality that should be the cornerstone of a spectacular person like you.
As well as classy and charming, you have a foxy body like wild flowers in bloom
That grasps everyone’s attention (especially mine!) to see the beauteous you.
Your skin is as smooth as silk that
Ensnares everyone who falls in love with you.
How your laugh, lights up
The room, everybody enjoying being content by the sweet company of you.
You represent all of the glamour that
Life has to offer. May I go to the Winter Formal with you?
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~ Even though I don’t see you often, I will do anything to see the ravishing lady you are ~
I was supposed to give this to her after 3rd period. At 3rd period, I had a gushing nose bleed. I lost so much blood I couldn't walk. So my teacher and TA... DRAGGED ME TO THE NURSE'S OFFICE!!! I attempted to walk at the Nurse's office to give the poem to her, with no success. I walked after 5 hours, by then, school was already over and I was stuck in the Nurse's office. On Wednesday, I went to the doctors at Scripps, and they said the blood came from the brain. So I thought... great! Bad news! But on Thrusday, when I finally gave the poem to her... SHE SAID NO BECAUSE SHE WAS ASKED TO THE FORMAL ON WEDNESDAY!!!!! MORE BAD NEWS!!! NOT ONLY AM I SUFFERING, BUT I AM DATE-LESS!! I didn't tell her about the incident, nor did the horrified witnesses... because I told them not to. Why? Because if I did, she would probably be sympathic and feel bad. I didn't want that. I didn't want her to be worried at all, and if this infomation got to her... well I will only recieve drama anyways.
This has been the worst week thus far. I never known such bad luck for 3 frickin' years!