Sunday, March 24, 2019
One Day Ill Meet Someone :: Personal Narrative Writing
All right. Im bitter. I seem to always be in this state lately, but never more so than after the pass Ive just had. I spent approximately half a class thinking that I was in love with one of my immediate friends, and in the space of ab step up ten minutes he completely obliterated whatsoever respect I had for him, while destroying my own self-image in the process. So Ive been friends with this guy for about four years now, and weve been pretty decent friends for some of that time. But in the past year or so, we have gotten ofttimes closer. About six months ago, I suddenly had the revelation that I was in love with him. And it was perfect, I thought, because we were so close, and I respected him so much, and we got along so well together, blah blah blah. It didnt matter that he is sort of fat, or not very estimable looking, or that he has no sense of humor, or that most of my friends dont like him. All that mattered was I knew that fatheaded down he is a bully person with a good heart, not to mention smart, honest, and responsible, all qualities I admire in a man. Not to mention the fact that I totally believe that friendships incur a good foundation for a relationship, and that my ex-boyfriend was and is still one of my closest friends. So my feelings for this guy grew stronger while getting to know him better everyplace the past year. Although none of my friends thought he was good enough for me (even the ones who argon also friends with him), I would defend him, even when he was rude or acted like a jerk, because I knew he really was a good person at heart. Finally, after many months of not getting any response from him and wondering if I should tell him how I felt, I obstinate it was time to get over him. I was sick of waiting for him to come alive up and see me, and I was too scared to say anything about how I felt. I went out with another guy, but it didnt work out and then I realized that I was never going to let go of him until I had som e sort of closure, however lame that sounds. upstart one night after a disastrous date, I sawing machine him online and IMed him.
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