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Actually, I think I found a girl in my second period who seems to be crushing on me. I'm not entirely sure about it, but I've got a pretty good hunch. Here's why.

My second period is tech class. About halfway through the class, we go with our partners to the computers on the other side of the room so we can get to the actual work we do in the class. Allison, the girl I'm talking about, and her partner Abraxus happen to be sitting nearby me and my partner. Today when I beat my partner (her name's Karla, but it doesn't really matter) to the computer we use, and Allison was already sitting where she normally does. When I sat down, though, she started giggling. At first I thought she was either being crazy or laughing at me for some unknown reason, but then I remembered another time a month or two ago when something similar happenned when I got on the bus and this one (creepy) girl, who was crushing on me, and her friend started giggling. So I think maybe Allison was just trying to get the message out that she liked me.

During lunch, I was talking with my friend Rayford when suddenly Allison and her (hot) friend Jamie came up from outta nowhere, and Allison got up close in-between me and Ray, seemingly trying to look at something in my lunch, but chances are she was trying to cuddle up to me or something. Then when they left, the giggling came on again...from both of 'em. Personally, I'm not sure whether or not Jamie likes me too. She could've just been supporting Allison. The cool thing about this is that Allison is quite the hottie, and she seems like a nice (as in kind. Get your mind out of the gutter, you perv) girl, too. Today it was actually pretty hard for me to not dream about the two of us actually dating.

Actually, there are some other instances of girls who seem to have been checking me out. There was the afforementioned girl on the bus, but I think she was probably doing a lot more creeping me out than checking me out. And there was this one time in gym where this tall black (okay, you win. AFRICAN AMERICAN) girl whom I forgot the name of kept calling me "sexy Patrick", which sorta freaked me out and flattered me at the same time, and yes, that combination is as weird as it sounds. On the same day and period, I was heading out to the multi-purpose room (or simply "the multi" as we call it in our school) to play some floor hockey when I turned around and out of the corner of my eye I saw a group of apparently 6th and 7th grade girls who kept whispering to each other and pointing at me (or at least in my direction). Also, i think this (hot) Mexican chick who sits in front of me in math class might be secretly trying to attract me, but I'm not entirely sure.

I honestly don't know if girls consider me cute or nerdy.

I've never had a girl like me but once. And it was like Fatal Attraction.

She was what we called in our school a leech. Someone who attaches theirself to you because they think that your friends, when in reality, you can't stand them. I didn't like her because she wouldn't let me talk to my friends and she kept chewing me out over every little trival thing. Like how I opened a door. Yeah, she chewed me out for how I opened a door. All I did is open it all the way to the wall so it wouldn't be in my way when I walked past it to go down the hallway. What's so bad about that?

Anyways, other than that, no girl has ever liked me. They where all already taken for one thing. And the ones that where left where either too annoying to be around (valley girls) or just about too dumb to even talk to (there was a girl in my Geometery class who asked the teacher how to draw a straight line, and another girl who was dead set on the fact that yellow and red made purple).

Some girls liked me enough to be friends. They'd talk to me and thought I was hilarous when I wasn't trying to be. I was the comic relief in my school, unvolunteerally.

I'm not what you call a dork or a geek or a nerd. I was different in the fact that I was probably the only student in my school who didn't swear, drink, smoke, do some kind of drug, and think about sex 24/7. I was raised in a good family. Consider myself kind of a southern gentleman. I'm still a goofball, though.

I just don't know. And really, I don't care anymore. Love's for those who seek it and are lucky enough to find it. As for me, I'll forever remain alone probably. Not that I care anymore. After 22 years of being alone, I'm used to it.

Love stinks.

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There's a penguin in the corner staring at me. I wish it would go away.

WRONG!!!
Your giving up is the first step to finding true love. You can't look for love. It just happens, most often when you least expect it/want it to happen. It's kinda like popularity in that sense. Yes, I know, it sounds crazy, and doesn't make sense, but that's how the world seems to work.

Wrong!! It's the most wonderful thing on Earth. Planning a wedding, on the other hand... Well, let's not get into that.

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If you can't fix it with a hammer, you have an electrical problem.

Being that St. V-Day's over, why don't we just drop it?

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Rad, with my luck, it'll 'just happen' when I'm too old senile to enjoy it. I give up because I know I don't have a snowball's chance in Hades that I'll ever know true love. Or love in general.



If it's so wonderful, then why does it cause such pain in people? Think about it, you love someone, you marry them, they cheat on you, you find out, your hurt.

Love stinks. Period. The whole Golden Age of love has past. Now love isn't really about relationship and companionship. It's all about status and money. There's no tradition anymore. It's lost it's luster so to speak.

I'm perfectly happy accepting the fact that I'll never find anyone. Sad but life's not perfect.

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There's a penguin in the corner staring at me. I wish it would go away.

That's not love. That's deception and it REALLY sucks.


I beg to differ. 4 December, I will pledge to love someone forever. For richer AND for poorer. In sickness AND in health as long as I live. I don't care if she has money. She didn't when we started dating. She wasn't famous (and isn't, and probably never will be). Granted, she and I may be exceptions to the current "rule", but the shallowness that people call love WILL get old and REAL LOVE will return. Love is love. It's not bad.

You're not going to be alone forever, man. I said so, and I'm smart, so it's got to be true (unless you purposely stay alone to prove me wrong).
If you don't agree, have a look at the rules. Rule 1 says I'm always right.

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If you can't fix it with a hammer, you have an electrical problem.

I've just gave up, man. I gave up years and years ago. It's a fate I've accepted.

Don't bother trying to cheer me up. It's not going to happen. I'm not that depressed about it anyways. I'm more happy alone.

I'm more happy hating Valentine's Day and cursing it's existance then just sitting around, crying because I have no one.

And until I can meet a girl who likes the same things I do, is intelligent enough to at least understand half the jokes I tell, and isn't obsessed with spending tons of money on things she'll never use, I'll be alone. With the odds of me finding a girl like this in this time and age, I haven't a chance.

Thanks for trying, Rad. I really do appreciate it, man. But your just telling me the exact same stuff that everybody else has told me. It's nothing new.

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There's a penguin in the corner staring at me. I wish it would go away.

Hey! You should come on down to the "Real South". There is plenty of those types here! Yes, quite a few actually understand "smart" jokes. Now they do buy clothes, but they do wear them as well. Simply because its all they do have.

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Magna, what the heck are you blathering about now?

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StrongRad's right, dude. Love just happens. It's happened to me when it was least expected. Now, you're going to need to work at it, but it does happen. Maybe you should look into different types of women. What you've described sounds like they're all pretty shallow. You might try looking for women that are somewhat religous. They have a pretty good head on their shoulders. (I'm not saying that non-religous women are anything less than religous women in any way, I've known some really great women who aren't religious. But you might have some luck.) I'm sure you've already tried all of this. I don't know. Just throwing out ideas. Probably nothing I said helped in a any way, but oh well.

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First, happy late V day.

Second, someone will come along Kitsune. Don't worry.

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Either that, or you're setting yourself up for a bad, overused movie cliche'. The old "Guy who fails to believe in love changes his mind in a matter of...however long this movie is".

Myself, V-Day was spent at home, relishing in the first day of a 6 day weekend.

Yeah, it snowed, and then it froze over so badly that you can literally jump up and down, stomping on the snow, and you won't even make an indent.

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That's exactly how it is here.

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Thats not exactly how it is here.

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This is why, when I found out the only guy to ever ask me on a date had a girlfriend, I turned him down. I refuse to be involved in that sort of thing, and if a guy is willing to cheat on one girl, who's to say he wouldn't do it again?

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You look like you need a hug.
*hug*
There, now don't you feel better?

Guys, I said I had given up on love a few posts ago. Usually when someone says that, they mean it.

So, let's drop it, alright?

I have no one.

I'll never find no one.

I don't want no one.

I'm happy being alone.

Thanks for trying. But you know, there's some people in this world, like this little rabid kitsune right here, that love is just not for.

Please, just leave me alone about it.

And no, my life's not going to be a movie cliche'. I just don't care about love anymore, is all.

I hate Valentine's Day. I loathe it with every fiber of my being. If I could, I'd have it taken off of every calender in the U.S.

But please, guys, just drop it and leave me alone. I'm fighting anxiety, stress, and light depression here. I've done good so far to get as far as I am. Don't make me fall back a few steps.

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There's a penguin in the corner staring at me. I wish it would go away.

Lawl. I knew this thread was going to be full of emo. And I was right. Yay.

Him Indoors wasn't here this Valentimes. He's in Belfast, and I probably won't see him for a few weeks.

Ok, we respect your decision and whatever, but you really dont need to post in the valentines day thread.

I dont like mythbusters, and you dont see me expressing my dislike for it in the mythbusters thread.

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Sorry dude.

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I know it's way past V-Day, and I should just drop it, but I just HAVE to put in my two cents. Sorry Mods.

This is the first year I decided to officially not hate Valentine's Day. In the past, I've dressed all in black and sneered and cursed at people who wished me a "Happy V-Day". Not this year. For some reasons I won't get into here, if anyone should be emo on the day of love, it's me, but I'm not. Here's why:

First off, it IS a holiday created to sell cards. If you really love someone, you should show them all year long, right? I'd rather have surprize flowers, chocolates, BMW, whatever.

I am single. In the nearly 8 years I've been in the dating pool, I've had a boyfriend for probably 2 separate V-Days. Know what? I don't remember what we did for those V-Days either. My most romantic dates had NOTHING to do with Feb. 14th.

This year, I hung out with friends, we ate, and just celebrated life. I wore pink and smiled at everyone and wished people a happy Valentine's Day and didn't feel a shred of unhappiness. I'm so lucky just to be alive and healthy...I could go on. To me, Valentine's Day isn't just about loving your significant other, but loving your friends, family, God - if you are religious, and yourself.

Cheer up gang - Valentine's Day isn't a big deal. StrongRad - I agree with you somewhat about "love happens when you're not expecting it". It's ok to want to be loved guys, it's ok to fantasize about what your gf/bf would be like and the love you'd share. But while you're doing that, don't forget to live your life. Don't forget how wonderful you are. Because when you DO find that special someone, you need to be ready to love them. I have accepted that, for whatever reason, I'm not ready to love my one and only, and that's why I haven't met him. I'm working on preparing myself for him, and just enjoying being me in the meantime.

Love you guys. You can ALL be my Valentine!

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OH SH- LAWSUIT

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OMG NOES!1

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V-Day was whatever. I got a web-design software. Got my new site up. Made cards in Photoshop. Gave cards to family and Anna. Slept.

V-Day is a Hallmark Holiday. I don't like it, but it gives me an excuse to express love to people. Plus, I'd seem like a jerk if I didn't participate.

Ace, me no find your LJ entry. What happen?

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And don't forget about your valnt9...

So yeah. I basically just did my normal thing, got a rose from someone who got one and didn't want it, chatted with people (LIEK MAH VALNT9! <3) and did stuff. But I also did something I find almost but not really daring.

I called my boyfriend.

While he was at his dad's house.

His dad hates me.

I had to leave a message 'cause they weren't home.

But know what's awesome? He called back the next day and we talked about hilarious stuff! And he called me again yesterday, too! <3 I love him so much...

Also, Jones, I have to say that I got a much funnier candy heart. See, my English teacher, Ms. Mott, has a tendency to give out, like, ginger snaps and little candies and such during movies and tests and things like that, and she brought in a bowl of candy hearts and let us all take one. Thankfully, I sit at the very front of the class, so I got the bowl first. I actually made an honest effort to find the funniest one. I think I succeeded.

It says "AND".

Seriously. That's it. "AND". Nothing more. Dad suggested, half-joking, that it could be because you can't have "AND" without more than one person--"Like, Anna AND Paul, for example", he said. I think they probably just screwed up.

Also, I got a box of "gay, gay candy" from Myrrh in the mail. A little heart-shaped box of Care Bears chocolates. They were delicious.

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Oh, by the way (know I asked you this already somewhere, whatever), did you get your card I sent you? It was through email, and I just used your @jellob.com thing, so...

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That's weird, Mandy.

My friend got one that said "And" too...

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I have a weird problem with that email, actually--it's all screwy, so I only use it for MSN. You should try resending it to my @gmail.com or my @yahoo.com address.

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Okay.

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yeah but you don't have Dove candy's where when you open them a sappy quote is on the bottom of the paper like: "Watch Sundown" and then I open another one and it says: "Watch Sunrise"

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Well, at least the chocolate is tasty!

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