well isn't that ironical

Mar 08, 2008 01:48

ok so i have a story to share that i find highly amusing:
so as we all know, i was heels over head for this guy daniel last spring, and then he just stopped calling me and picking up my phone calls.  so naturally i'm hurt, but i get over it in time, partly b/c of ron, but that's a different story.  so whilst we were seeing each other, i met a lot of his friends, many while i was intoxicated so i don't really remember what they look like.  i remember a lot of their names, but i can't pair them to faces.

so i'm sitting in art history class one day last semester, and this guy alex walks in.  he shows up periodically, and since my class had about 14 people in it and only 3 guys, it wasn't hard to know his first name.  but this day, the professor greets him w/ a "welcome mr. pringle!"  and this name resonates w/ me.  for a split second, i can't put my finger on it, and then it hits me: he's friends w/ daniel!  they all just called him pringle and i never knew his first name.  i'd even had a conversation w/ this guy and he offered to let me use his AAA when i locked my keys in my car at daniel's.  so at least he's a good guy.

at this point i'm wondering if he recognizes me or not.  he hasn't made any kind of sign that he has, but that could just be because i dated his friend who stopped calling me and that could make for an awkward situation.  i don't know.  so of course i friend him on facebook, that's just how i do, ya know?  and the day after he accepts, he calls me asking for notes for art history.  so we end up having a few brief (and in my case awkward and strange) conversations when he shows up to class.  and when he doesn't show up to the last class or the final, i figure i'm never going to see orhear from him again outside of the stalking ability granted to me by facebook.

and then this semester, he messages me asking for any notes or images i might still have from art history b/c he has to make up the incomplete he took for that class.  being the nice person that i am and the fact that i still had all my typed notes and stuff on my computer, i email it all to him.  don't hear from him until last saturday.

i get a text at 9:00AM.  that's right, AM.  he decides that this is a good time to thank me for helping him out, and that it really helped a lot and asks me how my semester is going.  and he starts a conversation, which i keep trying to end b/c i don't really want to be talking to anyone at 9am on a saturday morning, let alone alex pringle who is only going to make me think of daniel.  so he ends the conversation w/ a 'give a call sometime'  so first off i'm like 'wtf?!?!'  why would i do that?  i've had intimate relations w/ his friend's penis!  so i say i will, knowing that i won't b/c i'm not retarded.  and  i return the sentiment, partly b/c i feel obligated to out of courtesy and partly b/c i'm curious to see if he actually will and isn't saying that to see if i'm pathetic enough to call him.

so i get a facebook message inviting me and quite a few other people (like 10-15 or so) to his house for a party tonight.  unfortunately for him, i'm in nova and even if i were in NN, i'd be spending tonight w/ the ronniekins anyway.  so i didn't get his invite til like 930 after i get back.  so i'm just like "whatever, o well."  and then at like 1230, he calls me asking me what i'm up to!  i just say that i'm in nova and try to get off the phone as quickly as possible, but he has to ask me about my spring break, which i answer vaguely and don't return the questioning.

so my question is 'what the hell?"  why is daniel's friend trying to hang out w/ me, even though it's in a very group social context?  that would only be weird for me, even if daniel weren't there, but even if just his friends were.  he makes me think of daniel, a person i don't want to think about b/c it makes me angry.  of course, it could be worse.  i could actually run into daniel.  ugh god forbid, i do not need to deal w/ that anger.

um so yes.  have a good spring break everyone.

adios - kk
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