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My date for Halloween, the boy I'd been kind-of-sort-of seeing lately, completely flaked out on me last night. No returned texts or calls at all since... Two and a half days ago. So I ended up having a night in with Brandon and Dieneke instead, which was nice. We ate homemade potato soup and watched "Night of the Living Dead". But still. Stung being stood up. I went to bed confused and upset, only to be awoken a couple hours later by my phone buzzing. Thinking it was Rusty texting to explain, I checked it--not Rusty. Instead, it was someone quite unexpected.
A boy from back home in Grand Rapids whom I've known since we were both small children. He texted me out of nowhere to get off his chest that he's crazy about me, but didn't realize it until the night of my going away/birthday party. Very random. Very surprising. I've had a crush on this guy since like the fourth grade, but never expected any reciprocation.
Apparently I just needed to hold my breath for fifteen years and then move cross-continent so it would be practically impossible to ever actually be with him, or even just entertain the idea of being with him. Then like magic, he'd realize he cares about me, but too late.
Thanks, universe. Thanks a lot.
I give up, throw in the towel, whatever. My life is doomed to be a continuous romantic dramady no matter what I do. There could at least be zombies or something. Christ.
A boy from back home in Grand Rapids whom I've known since we were both small children. He texted me out of nowhere to get off his chest that he's crazy about me, but didn't realize it until the night of my going away/birthday party. Very random. Very surprising. I've had a crush on this guy since like the fourth grade, but never expected any reciprocation.
Apparently I just needed to hold my breath for fifteen years and then move cross-continent so it would be practically impossible to ever actually be with him, or even just entertain the idea of being with him. Then like magic, he'd realize he cares about me, but too late.
Thanks, universe. Thanks a lot.
I give up, throw in the towel, whatever. My life is doomed to be a continuous romantic dramady no matter what I do. There could at least be zombies or something. Christ.