Maybe? If I get my chance to do that. Right now I'm still at the stage of "OH MY GOSH SOONER OR LATER I'M GOING TO TALK TO HIM AND AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH THERE'S STILL TIME TO BACK OUT BUT AT THE SAME TIME THERE ISN'T."
I hate waiting. I'm not very patient. This is especially difficult to sit back and think about, because I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN WITH US.
We've been together for four years. Friends for two. Fake "item" for about 6 months. Awkward ex-friends for...a while now. I can't take it anymore. Nothing happened today.
I told him I had to talk to him. He looked terrified, like he was thinking "OH LORD HAVE MERCY PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T UNLEASH THE BIG CHEESE ON ME!"
It scared me. He's never looked afraid in front of me before. This is not a good start. Or end.
But start or finish, either way would be better than this awkward rut.
Whether the road ends here, or if we're finally getting back on the freeway, we can't be stalled for much longer. (That was my first car metaphor! Ever!!!)
P.S. The Cuss Count is at 11. I imagine she swore FAR more than 2 times today, but we spent most of the period walking around the classroom separately, asking people "J'aime ou je n'aime pas _______?" Bottom line, I only witnessed two.
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