Love sucks...
Well..This Weekend was/is Faerie Fest. I'm home early because of...problems.
A. I felt bad leaving my grandmother home alone,
B. I spent all my money on books ('cause I'm a loser! xD;) And
C. Love Sucks Monkeys.
Here's the situation:
Last year at Faerie Fest I meet this guy... He's cute, funny, has a tongue ring (*cough*....) and I really like him. We hang out, flirt like mad, make out (That's how I found out about the tongue ring. *blush*), and every thing's good for the whole three-day Festival.
I see him again at Otakon, and we flirt and make out more. All good.
Today, I saw him at the Festival with his sister. I hung out with them, and we started to talk to some other friends of his. One of them remarks about the hair-pins he had in his hand, which i assumed he'd bought for his sister.
But nope. He bought them for his girlfriend.
Who's not me.
I was crushed, but managed to hide it for the rest of the time we hung out. Then he had to go, so he gave me a hug. My hand stayed on his shoulder, and his hand stayed on my waist as he asked if his big, floppy hat (that'd I'd kept for nearly a year, 'cause I kept forgetting to give it back) was on straight. I said 'yeah...'
Then, as they went to leave me standing in the midst of the Drumming Circle, his sister asked if I wanted to walk with them a bit more. I agreed, then hugged him good-bye again when we had to part. We pulled away, and I stayed close, and our hands kept brushing together. I kept wishing he'd hold my hand and give me a kiss like he used to, but it never happened... We said goodbye again, and went our separate ways.
I just...I dunno. I'm kind of in a haze right now... Nothing like this has ever happened to me before...so I'm not sure whatever exactly I'm supposed to do.
I couldn't stand the cheerful atmosphere of the Festival anymore...and I can't go back tomorrow- it's too soon, and the place holds too many memories.
...*sigh*
A. I felt bad leaving my grandmother home alone,
B. I spent all my money on books ('cause I'm a loser! xD;) And
C. Love Sucks Monkeys.
Here's the situation:
Last year at Faerie Fest I meet this guy... He's cute, funny, has a tongue ring (*cough*....) and I really like him. We hang out, flirt like mad, make out (That's how I found out about the tongue ring. *blush*), and every thing's good for the whole three-day Festival.
I see him again at Otakon, and we flirt and make out more. All good.
Today, I saw him at the Festival with his sister. I hung out with them, and we started to talk to some other friends of his. One of them remarks about the hair-pins he had in his hand, which i assumed he'd bought for his sister.
But nope. He bought them for his girlfriend.
Who's not me.
I was crushed, but managed to hide it for the rest of the time we hung out. Then he had to go, so he gave me a hug. My hand stayed on his shoulder, and his hand stayed on my waist as he asked if his big, floppy hat (that'd I'd kept for nearly a year, 'cause I kept forgetting to give it back) was on straight. I said 'yeah...'
Then, as they went to leave me standing in the midst of the Drumming Circle, his sister asked if I wanted to walk with them a bit more. I agreed, then hugged him good-bye again when we had to part. We pulled away, and I stayed close, and our hands kept brushing together. I kept wishing he'd hold my hand and give me a kiss like he used to, but it never happened... We said goodbye again, and went our separate ways.
I just...I dunno. I'm kind of in a haze right now... Nothing like this has ever happened to me before...so I'm not sure whatever exactly I'm supposed to do.
I couldn't stand the cheerful atmosphere of the Festival anymore...and I can't go back tomorrow- it's too soon, and the place holds too many memories.
...*sigh*