For the zero of you that were on the edge of your seats over my pending road trip with my most favorite lady-friend in the whole world, you'll be dissapointed to hear that the thing fell through. I, having an overactive & pessimistic imagination, assumed this would happen all along. I'm also sure that her goddamned conservative, right wing, atheist-hating parents had more than a little to do with it.
So I'm bummed this week.
But fear not, for tomorrow morning I leave for a camping trip in central California with some people whom I really actually don't know very well. When I get back, I'll summarize the whole experience. There'll be so many sentance fragments, you might just throw up. I already know what I'll call it: Bacon Pants part Duex. Or Deux. Depending on whether you're using spell check.
Now, I don't usually do this, but I'd like to pose a comment-generating gimmick disguised as a question:
My previously mentioned most favoritest lady friend in the whole world and I were once high-school friends, during which time I fell madly in love with her, but was incapable of expressing any emotion outside of those horrible little foldy-notes passed between classes. In other words, I never told her. Probably because Blink 182 never wrote a song that wasn't vague in those terms, that I could plagerize.
Shut up, you did it too, asshole.
Four years have passed since graduation and I've managed to see her twice, for about a week each time. My question is, what is the etiquette for breaking it to someone that you absolutely cannot live without them and you think about them every day and that they are your happy place, if common sense says they've probably changed since you last really, really knew them so the person you loved might not actually exist any more?
Eh? Eh? Answer me that.
Alternately, anyone who's every really fucked up a "friends" relationship by admitting love, please tell me what to avoid.
This is the worst entry I've ever written.
Well, second worst.
So I'm bummed this week.
But fear not, for tomorrow morning I leave for a camping trip in central California with some people whom I really actually don't know very well. When I get back, I'll summarize the whole experience. There'll be so many sentance fragments, you might just throw up. I already know what I'll call it: Bacon Pants part Duex. Or Deux. Depending on whether you're using spell check.
Now, I don't usually do this, but I'd like to pose a comment-generating gimmick disguised as a question:
My previously mentioned most favoritest lady friend in the whole world and I were once high-school friends, during which time I fell madly in love with her, but was incapable of expressing any emotion outside of those horrible little foldy-notes passed between classes. In other words, I never told her. Probably because Blink 182 never wrote a song that wasn't vague in those terms, that I could plagerize.
Shut up, you did it too, asshole.
Four years have passed since graduation and I've managed to see her twice, for about a week each time. My question is, what is the etiquette for breaking it to someone that you absolutely cannot live without them and you think about them every day and that they are your happy place, if common sense says they've probably changed since you last really, really knew them so the person you loved might not actually exist any more?
Eh? Eh? Answer me that.
Alternately, anyone who's every really fucked up a "friends" relationship by admitting love, please tell me what to avoid.
This is the worst entry I've ever written.
Well, second worst.
unravled:
Dude. You've met my boyfriend, right? 
lhia:
Just find a semi-normal moment and blurt it all out. Or you could wait for the special, magical moment when everything is perfect and say it carefully... whichever way will actually happen 
That's something you just have to share, however it actualls happens.
That's something you just have to share, however it actualls happens.