To add onto sac's stories

[DrunkenDeath]

Last semester, there was this pretty hot (pretty AND hot) girl in my social studies class. I had a chance with her. I went over to talk to her a few times. She smiled a lot, and didn't... seem interested, without rejection. I was able to get her email/myspace.

One day as I left the class room, this guy from the class said he had a note that stephanie wanted to give me. the next day I had written a response. I gave it to her personally... I was looking over and she was giving it to the guy who handed me the note, in a desk behind her. I came right over and I was all like "What the fuck?"

um... I asked what was going on, and stephanie said with a cute smile "I can't read"
and the guy sarcastically said "Oh, you picked a good one".
and then I went on a school shooting saying "WHAT THE FUCK???????? IS GOING ON????" Five kids and two teachers died that day. I was released from jail after half an hour because I was awesomer than everyone in town.
later he told me he was trying to help me get her...
I got a second love note... from the information I got from her, him, and a friend.... all I knew was some secret mission was going on to help her get a date with me, or to prank me. I was careful about what I said in the response letter, I think before I do stuff with anyone or anything.

Lemme give you background information, I was kinda a popular guy the previous school year and a lot of girls wanted me.

I kind of forget what happened, but... I read the second note. I replied... I think... I forget if anymore more notes happened... but my mind is blank, what I remember next is both of us were smiling and eye flirting and shit across the room from each other. Suddenly a crumpled up piece of paper was thrown at me from the same guy. he said stuff in the sense of "quit the shit, blah blah blah, quit stalking her, blah blah she doesn't really want you"
and that ruined the moment.....

does anyone want me to continue?

[JMG]

no leave it to the pros

[DrunkenDeath]

Uh..I'm assuming you shot that guy?

wasn't able to, he got in trouble like a week later and wasn't able to be in school for like a month. but i guess he deserved whatever he got.

[DrunkenDeath]

I don't know where he lives

[DrunkenDeath]

lol...

hey, i had the option of getting laid once, this girl wanted to fuck me, or at least this guy said he could hook me up. I declined. this happened last summer.

and I could have gotten laid this summer, but shit got in the way.

you want me to continue the story or what?

[DrunkenDeath]

So over the next month... or two... or something.... I was walking down the hallway with her after class and shit. She was blushing, A LOT. I remember one time when she was getting really shy and saying single words instead of sentences and looking down at the floor and slowing down. I was walking and suddenly she disappeared and I looked behind me to see her slowing down, looking down at the floor and blushing.

At this point in my life I was still recovering from bullshit that happened last christmas that corrupted my mind. I didn't care, and I walked away leaving her alone, which was a big fucking mistake. In fact, I did this a lot with her, which is more than likely why we never did anything. i should have turned back and said something to wind her up more and tease her or something.

But you know what? I found out at some point... that, she was raped before. Not only that, but a lot of guys had screwed her over or something. And when someone is raped, it's hard for someone to trust someone again after that.

She was making a bunch of surveys on her myspace saying she was in a relationship and she had slept with this guy. But she had no photos of herself with this guy, and this guy's name was zack or something, and whatever his name was, there was no one with the name on her friends list.
And at school, she was never with another guy. Just with her female friends. Was she trying to get me jealous over myspace or something?

Anyway, like weeks went by when she was looking at me across the classroom at me, like every fucking day. I ignored it and left the classroom every day without talking to her.

anywho, the last two weeks of school went by and I felt like I should like talk to her. She was still smiling at me sometimes. I was doing better than I was two months earlier. We made a few conversations down the hallway. But we never went out.




During the summer, this less hot and less pretty and less cute chick was flirting with me a bit. And she whispered about me in one of her friends ears (a dude). I tried to get her, hit on her, made her blush a couple times.
One night that same dude and a couple other friends were telling me some stories about her, and that I should pull the popcorn trick on her in the movie theater. I should buy her flowers with a bag of weed on it and say "My love for you is the size of a truck".

I found out that she was fantasizing about me. and she has always wanted to go to work to find a dozen flowers for her.

Too many girls think I'm really cute, and I already knew she thought I was cute. She said she only dates assholes, and her friends said that was true. I'm an asshole myself, but i wasn't attracted to her, and i kinda didn't feel like getting laid. But I still make conversation with her and hit on her sometimes. Nothing happened dude.

And I wasted a day of my summer when I could have talked with her and did something. But I was high, i had like 8 hits, and I stood around for like two hours staring at random shit. it sucked.

[DƎRDYPK]

"My love for you is the size of a truck"
ahaha that's funny

[DrunkenDeath]

"My love for you is the size of a truck"
ahaha that's funny

apparently that's part of a song

[gutawafang]

What a read. Chill man. Chill. It's fated man.

[DrunkenDeath]

fate? what do you mean?

[gutawafang]

fate? what do you mean?

It's not compulsory to get laid when you don't come across the chance to.

[DrunkenDeath]

oh, i thought you meant something else.


never mind.