Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to I/O Nightly News.
So, remember that girl I had talked about earlier, the one I liked from drama, not the intellectual, (and not the girlfriend, who I spoke to just this evening in a miraculous turn events to clear the air and exchange e-mail addresses)?
I asked her to homecoming today. She happened to say yes.
And then no.
At the dinner table this evening, my parents and I happened to be discussing my new homecoming situation, when,
text of all texts, she happens to write me with:
"Hey Idk if u were serious earlier but (friends) and i are going out that night cus none of us enjoy homecoming...so i kinda already have plans..."
Tell. Me. In. Person.
Seriously. Grow a spine and do it. Texting is no way to say no, that's just being a jerk. If you have a doubt about it, say no. If you're convinced otherwise by someone, go with
your gut, and not theirs. Even a call would have worked.
Then, I decide to write back, nice, recently heartbroken guy that I am, and say, in the nicest possible way, "Shut the fuck up now, tomorrow there'll be hell to pay!"
But I'm a good guy, so I really write:
"Oh...well okay. See you tomorrow then."
...Well, everything's fine and dandy now.
Fine and dan-dee.She writes back just before the end of dinner saying:
"Ok cya.Sorry again if u were srious but in all sincerity if im single for prom im hitting u up lol"
Wonderful. Love you too, honey.
"If I'm single". What the hell is this? Some sort of teaser? A joke? I'm on the back-burner?
And to think I liked her. The more I write, the more it disgusts me. I know I'm not the brightest of the bunch, maybe kind of awkward, a little geeky, maybe, but I've been told that I'm a really awesome guy.
Was it all a sham? A lie? For that long? Hell, even for years now?
I'm paranoid, maybe, but I've got a soft spot, socially. Perhaps that compliment was a lie. Perhaps I'm not that awesome. Perhaps that sarcasm wasn't really sarcasm.
Perhaps, just perhaps, it's all a lie. But perhaps it isn't.
But at six o' two tomorrow morning, when that alarm clock rings, I'm going to wake up, and I'll still be here. Intact. I'll still be loved and hated, thought of and forgotten, a hero or a villain.
I'll still be here, like it or not.
And that, my friends, is not a lie.
Title based off of Descent 3, secret level 1, Origin Zero.