Fuck the world.
That's how I felt today. Fuck the world. I did not, and am quite convinced that I WILL not, receive any positive feedback from the girl at work, whom I asked to go for coffee sometime. We worked together today, and it was weird and awkward. When everyone else left and it was just the two of us left, conversation was the worst that it has EVER been when I was just working with one other person.
WHen I tried to start a conversation, it usually began with a question, whihc she would usualy answer quickly, and then nothing. No reciprocation, no follow up. Silence would follow for ten or twenty, and then I'd say something else. It was like a three legged race, only one of the runners is dead.
What also pisses me off is that it's upsetting me that she's not interested. Lately I've been focusing on doing what I can, and being stoic about everything else. I do what I can, and the world can react how it wants; that reaction is out of my control and, thus, should be out of my worry. But it isn't. As much as I tell myself that everything was as good as I could havce expected, and I did everything I should have done, and didn't do things that should not have been done. I did all that was in my power, and that's all I can expect of myself. So why do I feel like I've done something wrong?
It's sad, even the advice I would give another in my position seems useless and irrelevant.
Thus, fuck the world.
WHen I tried to start a conversation, it usually began with a question, whihc she would usualy answer quickly, and then nothing. No reciprocation, no follow up. Silence would follow for ten or twenty, and then I'd say something else. It was like a three legged race, only one of the runners is dead.
What also pisses me off is that it's upsetting me that she's not interested. Lately I've been focusing on doing what I can, and being stoic about everything else. I do what I can, and the world can react how it wants; that reaction is out of my control and, thus, should be out of my worry. But it isn't. As much as I tell myself that everything was as good as I could havce expected, and I did everything I should have done, and didn't do things that should not have been done. I did all that was in my power, and that's all I can expect of myself. So why do I feel like I've done something wrong?
It's sad, even the advice I would give another in my position seems useless and irrelevant.
Thus, fuck the world.