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» Will you go out with me?
It was odd, but very sweet
Settle down kids, it's time for a story....
....Ok, it's quite short really.
Basically I had fancied my dearest from afar for a good long while and everyone knew it, apart from her (apparently I was very obvious despite never telling anyone).
Cue one fateful English trip to York in late October, in some lovely hostel somewhere.....
We'd spent pretty much the entire trip wandering about together, getting into the same groups, and one particularly fine arm-in-arm walk through the York Dungeons thingy and we ended up back at the hostel bar just chatting away and before I realised it she was sat on my knee!
"Someone up there likes me!" thinks I, and the chatting about nothing and everything continues, and its just us in this empty bar and after a while she goes a little quiet and
shy and says "Um.....can I kiss you?"
I'd like to say I leaned in smoother than velvet and suavely kissed her tender lips, or done the heavy '40's movie kiss and blown her socks off.
I think I said "Urm...yeah, ok then".
Romantic sod, aren't I?
This smooching carries on till bedtime (not like that you filthy buggers) and we went our separate ways. The next morning was met with much quietness and blushing, but we sat together on the minibus home, arm in arm.
A week passes and no more is said, to either a yay or nay, much to my worry, but we were set to go to a mates birthday party and I figured maybe we could talk about it then. Nope. We ended up on the couch once again snogging and afterwards no mention is said except for maybe a few embarrassed glances in the college common room.
This goes on until January in a Starbucks when I finally gather up the courage to ask what was going on with us to. And well, cock.
We talk and she explained how she didn't want a relationship and would rather just be good friends, all that jazz, and I left somewhat understandably a bit dejected, but we managed to stay friends, and good ones at that.
On top of that she starts to come over and stay over more often, so I'm getting quite mixed messages at this point, but hey, I don't mind, and I'm not about to complain :)
One night a bit later than that, in early March, we were supposed to go to someones ELSES birthday (a man that I despise with my very core) and at the very last minute (and I mean last minute, we were in fancy dress and just heading out) when I get a call, "fancy a beer and Halo night mate? There are girls there too so you can bring S* too, she won't be bored."
I breath a sigh of relief mostly cause I really wasn't looking forward to the birthday thing, and because I love the bunch of mates to death, the halo nights, and all that. So we end up at one mate's uni halls to settle in for a night, and S is whisked away by K to "give her a good talking to" or so I'm reliably informed, and after a while they return, red-faced and giggling, and we play on.
Alas we had to retire and let our good host rest, and back to mine we went, and pretty much straight to bed. We were just having a bit of a chat when I asked why K had dragged her away for a while, to be met with a blush and a grin.
"She was talking about us, she reckons we should just get on with it. So sod it; will you be my boyfriend?"
I was elated, said so, and offered my very definite "Yes" and we've been a couple ever since! SUCCESS!
March 11th, 2007, about 4am. Brilliant :D
Oh, I guess this IS quite long? Well if you've made it this far, thanks, and sorry for my drunken early morning meanderings, I'll probably edit this for clarity in the morn.
However, no apologies for length, it was bloody worth it ;)
*For that is her initial
(Fri 29th Aug 2008, 3:18, More)
It was odd, but very sweet
Settle down kids, it's time for a story....
....Ok, it's quite short really.
Basically I had fancied my dearest from afar for a good long while and everyone knew it, apart from her (apparently I was very obvious despite never telling anyone).
Cue one fateful English trip to York in late October, in some lovely hostel somewhere.....
We'd spent pretty much the entire trip wandering about together, getting into the same groups, and one particularly fine arm-in-arm walk through the York Dungeons thingy and we ended up back at the hostel bar just chatting away and before I realised it she was sat on my knee!
"Someone up there likes me!" thinks I, and the chatting about nothing and everything continues, and its just us in this empty bar and after a while she goes a little quiet and
shy and says "Um.....can I kiss you?"
I'd like to say I leaned in smoother than velvet and suavely kissed her tender lips, or done the heavy '40's movie kiss and blown her socks off.
I think I said "Urm...yeah, ok then".
Romantic sod, aren't I?
This smooching carries on till bedtime (not like that you filthy buggers) and we went our separate ways. The next morning was met with much quietness and blushing, but we sat together on the minibus home, arm in arm.
A week passes and no more is said, to either a yay or nay, much to my worry, but we were set to go to a mates birthday party and I figured maybe we could talk about it then. Nope. We ended up on the couch once again snogging and afterwards no mention is said except for maybe a few embarrassed glances in the college common room.
This goes on until January in a Starbucks when I finally gather up the courage to ask what was going on with us to. And well, cock.
We talk and she explained how she didn't want a relationship and would rather just be good friends, all that jazz, and I left somewhat understandably a bit dejected, but we managed to stay friends, and good ones at that.
On top of that she starts to come over and stay over more often, so I'm getting quite mixed messages at this point, but hey, I don't mind, and I'm not about to complain :)
One night a bit later than that, in early March, we were supposed to go to someones ELSES birthday (a man that I despise with my very core) and at the very last minute (and I mean last minute, we were in fancy dress and just heading out) when I get a call, "fancy a beer and Halo night mate? There are girls there too so you can bring S* too, she won't be bored."
I breath a sigh of relief mostly cause I really wasn't looking forward to the birthday thing, and because I love the bunch of mates to death, the halo nights, and all that. So we end up at one mate's uni halls to settle in for a night, and S is whisked away by K to "give her a good talking to" or so I'm reliably informed, and after a while they return, red-faced and giggling, and we play on.
Alas we had to retire and let our good host rest, and back to mine we went, and pretty much straight to bed. We were just having a bit of a chat when I asked why K had dragged her away for a while, to be met with a blush and a grin.
"She was talking about us, she reckons we should just get on with it. So sod it; will you be my boyfriend?"
I was elated, said so, and offered my very definite "Yes" and we've been a couple ever since! SUCCESS!
March 11th, 2007, about 4am. Brilliant :D
Oh, I guess this IS quite long? Well if you've made it this far, thanks, and sorry for my drunken early morning meanderings, I'll probably edit this for clarity in the morn.
However, no apologies for length, it was bloody worth it ;)
*For that is her initial
(Fri 29th Aug 2008, 3:18, More)
» Ignoring Instructions
Just remembered another....
Its sort of linked. Year 9 Biology class we were being told about what differant parts of the brain did (in basic terms) and we got on to the back bit. This part controls sight, visual acuity etc.
From behind me I hear my (so-called) friend Ryan say, and I quote "Lets find out, shall we?"
Before I could turn and ask how, the cunt punched me in the back of the head, hard, fully blinding me for ten fucking minutes!!! Apparently I just sat there staring forward muttering "Oh fuck. Ooooooh fuck"
I got him back afterward.
(Sun 7th May 2006, 22:57, More)
Just remembered another....
Its sort of linked. Year 9 Biology class we were being told about what differant parts of the brain did (in basic terms) and we got on to the back bit. This part controls sight, visual acuity etc.
From behind me I hear my (so-called) friend Ryan say, and I quote "Lets find out, shall we?"
Before I could turn and ask how, the cunt punched me in the back of the head, hard, fully blinding me for ten fucking minutes!!! Apparently I just sat there staring forward muttering "Oh fuck. Ooooooh fuck"
I got him back afterward.
(Sun 7th May 2006, 22:57, More)
» Karma
Glasses
This was late primary school, I'd have been maybe 10 or 11.
Walking home from school up the road, got accosted by a bully (aye, singular; I'm shocked too) who teased me about my glasses. Just circling around me while I walked, throwing random taunts.
Normally this doesn't affect me, still doesn't, but that day I was feeling brave. So I called him a twat and an idiot.
He retorted "Well at last I don't need glasses...."
....aaaand promptly walked into a lamppost :D
Bloodied his nose, went everywhere, and walked funny after me for a bit then staggered off home.
I couldn't stop giggling for hours after, and it soon got around the playground ;)
(Sat 23rd Feb 2008, 17:36, More)
Glasses
This was late primary school, I'd have been maybe 10 or 11.
Walking home from school up the road, got accosted by a bully (aye, singular; I'm shocked too) who teased me about my glasses. Just circling around me while I walked, throwing random taunts.
Normally this doesn't affect me, still doesn't, but that day I was feeling brave. So I called him a twat and an idiot.
He retorted "Well at last I don't need glasses...."
....aaaand promptly walked into a lamppost :D
Bloodied his nose, went everywhere, and walked funny after me for a bit then staggered off home.
I couldn't stop giggling for hours after, and it soon got around the playground ;)
(Sat 23rd Feb 2008, 17:36, More)
» Pointless Experiments
Y11 Chemistry..
In Y11 our chemistry teacher decided to be "cool" and "fun" and decided to let us make alcohol, cider to be precise.
Three weeks later, one fateful Monday morn, there were one or two successes (which were taken to the prep room and never seen again, bloody drunkard teachers), a few flasks full of what can only be described as tar, and the rest mostly just warm liquid that smelt of bread and faintly of apples.
Ours was in the latter group, and one lad took it upon himself to drink this foul concoction of not just our group but another's too because "its cider innit? Can't let good cider waste"
He necked the lot and after about half an hour looked decidedly ill, and rushed out.
We didn't see him for the rest of the week.
The following Monday rolls around and it turns out he'd spent three days curled around the bog at home shitting his innards out and pretty much suffering from dehydration (and mockery when we found out) over the weekend :)
(Tue 29th Jul 2008, 1:58, More)
Y11 Chemistry..
In Y11 our chemistry teacher decided to be "cool" and "fun" and decided to let us make alcohol, cider to be precise.
Three weeks later, one fateful Monday morn, there were one or two successes (which were taken to the prep room and never seen again, bloody drunkard teachers), a few flasks full of what can only be described as tar, and the rest mostly just warm liquid that smelt of bread and faintly of apples.
Ours was in the latter group, and one lad took it upon himself to drink this foul concoction of not just our group but another's too because "its cider innit? Can't let good cider waste"
He necked the lot and after about half an hour looked decidedly ill, and rushed out.
We didn't see him for the rest of the week.
The following Monday rolls around and it turns out he'd spent three days curled around the bog at home shitting his innards out and pretty much suffering from dehydration (and mockery when we found out) over the weekend :)
(Tue 29th Jul 2008, 1:58, More)