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He definitely won't get my vote.

Haruka wrote:Lamar Smith has got a dick face by the way.

Blunt and precise, just the way they like it.

Hoodcom wrote:It's not necessarily "love" being the issue, the real issue is "lust". Many people think they are in love, when it really is lust. Which only lasts so long, and which ends up in many divorces and breakups when the real love isn't there. Sad, but true.

While we're here, I'd like to ask you guys something. I used to be in love with this girl and I'd like to know if you think it was lust or love. Sure, I'm not at an age where I should really be feeling true love and like hell that was the case a few years ago, when I was in love with her. Anyway, here's my story.

All the other people at my school thought she was ugly; they still do. I used to sit around conversations with my friends, which, if she would mention her, would make me feel uncomfortable, because everyone would be saying she's 'ugly' and 'someone should pull a bag over her head' and that she's a girl that's both 'ugly on the outside as on the inside'. None of them knew I was into her, of course. She probably didn't even know at the time. I didn't care about what people said - I saw her for what she was, or what I thought she was. I'd say I looked past that ugly face or something generic like that, but that's not what happened. I didn't look past her 'ugly face' - I saw no ugly face. And while most of her actions were rude at the least, I would especially notice her sweeter actions - I and her friends would be the only ones to even notice these, because most people wouldn't even give the girl a second thought because of their opinion. I saw her as a sweet and, albeit not the cutest of them all, quite attractive person. I remained quietly in love with her for some time. Later on, shortly before I announced my love for her, I got into a slightly obsessive phase; I would think about her a lot and it would drive me mad - not mad in the sense of 'crazy', but mad in the sense of angry towards my inability to tell her how I felt. We would be together one day, I thought.
And still I lingered. I waited for signals from her, so I could know that I wouldn't get no for an answer. And I interpreted her signals towards me and felt quite confident. I made her a nice little Valentine's card and went all the way to her house to deliver it by hand. Why? I don't know, really. Mainly because it was a Sunday and the mailman doesn't deliver on Sundays - but really, because it felt right. The day after I got no reply from her. None - not a no, not a yes. That is the worst answer you can have, silence, I can tell you that. It leaves you in doubt and makes you distrust your own judgements. And silence it was for another few months. I kept trying to figure out her signs; yes, no, yes, no, angry, kind, attentive, agressive... it was all too confusing.
Then after a few days in a row of signals I interpreted as positive and with a little push from my friends, I finally managed to ask her straight in the face. I had been going over the talk in my head over and over again a manyfold of times. It was a no until I asked her - then it might be a yes. Don't expect a yes though. But her signals were so strong, I thought, no, I was confident that she'd say yes.
Her response? Sadly, "I'm not into you, no... but I didn't say anything all this time because I didn't know how I would say it."

Broken. In denial. Disbelief. I misjudged it after all that? After all that twisting in my head, I still was wrong? It wasn't so much the no that broke me, it was the full certainty that it wouldn't be no. My friends then told me they thought it strange she didn't say yes. "Who else will fall in love with her?!" But I guess I respect her for that. She didn't settle for me, even though none of the others like her. She didn't tell me, perhaps because she didn't want to hurt me.
... or maybe she's just a bitch. Who knows.
That was maybe a year ago. I can still pinpoint the exact date... why, judging by the date and the time I asked her - after school - I guess I could even pinpoint the exact time! ... I seem to cling to that moment in the back of my head as a memory of how, even though you think you've got it all worked out, the field of love remains mysteriously tangled and filled with oddities. Since that time I've been in love with one more, though never as strongly as with her, and I've told her - didn't really get a response I guess, but I don't really care anyway. I also misjudged another girl's reactions to me and thought I'd make the move to tell her that she doesn't have to be afraid to ask me, if she was into me - and I was wrong again. I do seem to mess these things up.

So what do you guys think? Love or lust?

I just hope that if someone's into me now, she won't hesitate to make the move ... these encounters have left me shellshocked. I'm not going to jump in until I get a clear A-OK... but hell, that's what I thought last time.

TL; DR
Fell in love, got it wrong, thought someone was in love with me, got it wrong. I've been through some sad and you should respect me more by reading about it.

That was remarkably similar to the situation I had listed before. From what I see, unfortunately, there's a good chance it was lust. What is my reasoning? From what it sounded like, you didn't talk to her much, if at all. Such a strong feeling coming from a mere observation of her daily activities usually is a result of lust, since you don't know why you like her. Usually when it's lust, you picture the two of you getting along perfectly, regardless if it puts her totally out of character.

That's what I believe anyway, usually if it's true love, you can explain exactly why you like the person.

RayFan9876 wrote:That was remarkably similar to the situation I had listed before. From what I see, unfortunately, there's a good chance it was lust. What is my reasoning? From what it sounded like, you didn't talk to her much, if at all. Such a strong feeling coming from a mere observation of her daily activities usually is a result of lust, since you don't know why you like her. Usually when it's lust, you picture the two of you getting along perfectly, regardless of it puts her totally out of character.

That's what I believe anyway, usually if it's true love, you can explain exactly why you like the person.

Especially with the lack of communication, yeah, he wouldn't know hardly anything about her.

But, dating is really finding out if you are compatible with each other. That's why some people actually date for over a year, not rushing anything, to see if they truly love one another.

Hmm... curious. Every time I would try to pursuade her to go out with me though she would make up some excuse, like that 'her neighbours are coming over for dinner', while (accidentally) making it quite obvious this wasn't the case.
And I did talk to her you know. Little, true, but the occassional conversation.

Looking back, both with memory and your thoughts in mind, I didn't really like being in love with her. Nowadays I have a few girl friends (which is something different from a girlfriend entirely) I can just talk to casually, while at the time I had near to none. I feel a lot more comfortable talking with them than with her.
It's probably for the best, especially considering all I've been hearing about her lately, I wouldn't have been able to stand her for much longer than a month, tops... tghhhh makes me giggle, really.

Yesterday my aunt was going to pick me up from my music lesson, but she didn't show up, so after waiting for about a half hour I walked home. I didn't know why she didn't show, by I was engulfed in a glorious moment when just then the Mister Dark original sketch arrived. In the midst of all that glory, I found out why she didn't show. I found out that she had just died from cancer, my uncle was dying from, and that my mother was just diagnosed.

After watching Bambi and Bambi II yesterday... I have no idea what to feel, but I feel a lot like him right now. I don't know. I loved my aunt and uncle.

I feel so bad for you... it's really sad you have to go through this right now. I hope they'll be able to cure it out of your mom, Rayfan. The best of luck.

I usually use this for jokes, but this time it's serious:

RayFan9876 wrote:Yesterday my aunt was going to pick me up from my music lesson, but she didn't show up, so after waiting for about a half hour I walked home. I didn't know why she didn't show, by I was engulfed in a glorious moment when just then the Mister Dark original sketch arrived. In the midst of all that glory, I found out why she didn't show. I found out that she had just died from cancer, my uncle was dying from, and that my mother was just diagnosed.

After watching Bambi and Bambi II yesterday... I have no idea what to feel, but I feel a lot like him right now. I don't know. I loved my aunt and uncle.

I'm so sorry..

RayFan9876 wrote:Yesterday my aunt was going to pick me up from my music lesson, but she didn't show up, so after waiting for about a half hour I walked home. I didn't know why she didn't show, by I was engulfed in a glorious moment when just then the Mister Dark original sketch arrived. In the midst of all that glory, I found out why she didn't show. I found out that she had just died from cancer, my uncle was dying from, and that my mother was just diagnosed.

After watching Bambi and Bambi II yesterday... I have no idea what to feel, but I feel a lot like him right now. I don't know. I loved my aunt and uncle.

My sincere condolences to you and your family, for the loss of your aunt. I'm also quite sorry your mom is having to deal with cancer, and I do hope they will be able to cure her.

@Shroob & Hoodcom:
I hope that too of course. However I don't know what to do now, I don't feel like going home.

What ever you do, make sure you don't do anything to sadden your mom or hurt her. She will need her family with her during these hard times.

RayFan9876 wrote:I don't feel like going home.

Where are you now then? Still at school?

RayFan9876 wrote:However I don't know what to do now.

Yes I can imagine... you poor thing. Is there anything we could do to cheer you up? A drawing, a thought, a story, music?

Shrooblord wrote:

RayFan9876 wrote:I don't feel like going home.

Where are you now then? Still at school?

Yep, it's 10:00 AM right now.

Shrooblord wrote:

RayFan9876 wrote:However I don't know what to do now.

Yes I can imagine... you poor thing. Is there anything we could do to cheer you up? A drawing, a thought, a story, music?

Please no, I'm not a fan of pity-gifts. A thought sounds interesting though, what exactly would a thought be?

Hoodcom wrote:What ever you do, make sure you don't do anything to sadden your mom or hurt her. She will need her family with her during these hard times.

I might stay at someone else's house tonight, or at least for a few hours in the evening. I just can't stand the thought of going home right now. Only a few hours to a night though, then I'll be back.

I'm sorry for your loss Rayfan, if you ever need to talk to me I'll be there.

Cairnie wrote:I'm sorry for your loss Rayfan, if you ever need to talk to me I'll be there.

Thanks. From Skyping you, you seemed like a pretty easier talker indeed.

RayFan9876 wrote:What exactly would a thought be?

I guess it could be a whole process of speculations, to distract you. Or perhaps a nice story about something that should put your mind to thinking about that instead.
...
Now I've put myself in a difficult position.

I'm not usually the one to say such harsh and nonsense things, as I would probably hate on someone who says so, but today REALLY might have been the worst day in my fourteen years of life. It doesn't help that my bad luck passed on to poor RayFan whose dearest family members are 'endangered' (excuse the word, can't think of anything smart). I must say that I hope tomorrow will bring a brighter vision for everyone who has been harmed, laughed at, publicly humiliated by his best friend and also lost any chances with his crush and in effect is hated by every single person, I mean anything bad.

God, what an asshole. What happened? If you don't mind saying, that is.

These last few days seem to be quite terrible on everyone's part.