So it turns out the world didn't end.
I survived. Sort of.
Things are going real well right now, and it may or may not be because of what I did last week. Because I told somebody off? Sort of. Damn, that hurts. That hurts that it happened, Those incredibly awkward glances. The fact that certain things require me to avoid her, that going to THAT side of campus almost inevitably ends in some sort of awkward walking past. Dwelling on things is never good.
I am quite satisfied.
Things are going real well right now, and it may or may not be because of what I did last week. Because I told somebody off? Sort of. Damn, that hurts. That hurts that it happened, Those incredibly awkward glances. The fact that certain things require me to avoid her, that going to THAT side of campus almost inevitably ends in some sort of awkward walking past. Dwelling on things is never good.
I am quite satisfied.