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29 April 2012 @ 12:09 am
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No.
No, no, no, no no, no, no. No.
It should be such a simple thing to say, or write, but sometimes, it really just isn't. It took me an hour - no, a little over that - to find the words to say no. If you're confused, look back on a few of my old posts, where I've mentioned a certain guy. Then you'd understand what I'm talking about. Anyway, point is: I said it. I said no, in the most delicate way I could think of. I explained that I didn't see him in that way, and that I was sorry for making him wait for a response, and I also asked if we were still friends, to which I was given the response of "yer". I felt so great after I said it. Well, not directly after, but still. I was just so relieved to have finally replied.
I mean, I kinda wanted to reply in person. Just so that I could show how apologetic I was for the whole situation in my reactions, you know? And I guess I had multiple opportunities to do that, but I chickened out. My friends were telling me to go to him and just say it... but it really isn't that easy. Plus, when it's in real life, you can't exactly take over an hour to think of a response, or sign out to avoid answering. But whatever. Really. I've said it now, and I've made it clear, and I'm glad about it. I mean, at points I feel bad or guilty, but I'll get over it, and so will he.
Anyway, that all went down yesterday, on my third day back at school for the second term. Let's go through those days, hm?
We started on Tuesday. The guy I mentioned earlier was away (thank gosh, because I hadn't the faintest idea of what to say anyway), but my other friends were there, for which I was grateful. That day was fine, for the most part. I got the results to the English test I did on the last week of school, and I got eighteen out of thirty, which was all right considering a lot of people did awful in it (my teacher wrote "wow" on the front page, for some reason).
Then we had Wednesday off, because it was ANZAC Day. On Thursday, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. I didn't do anything as such on Friday, either. I got my History assignment results back, though, and I got thirty-six out of fifty, which is way better than what I'd been expecting. Nothing else really went down, I suppose. I saw some kid do a back-flip - that was pretty cool.
I had a dream about jousting after I watched Game of Thrones. I was either Sansa or Arya (probably Arya, because after the match, I ran for it). That was interesting - the dream ended in a train station. No idea how those two mixed, but whatever.
So... yeah. I haven't been doing much, I guess. I've tried to do some writing, but it really is coming out horrid. Exhibit A:
But when he brushed against her, her skin prickled at his touch, and she found herself longing for something she'd never had. She felt warmth flow through her body, burning her cheeks, and she averted her gaze, but she felt his fingers clasp around her wrists, holding her in place as fire flooded through her.
Just awful. I've done some other writing, but it was really only dialogue, and has no place in among everything else. In my last post, I said that I'd force myself to do some writing during the holidays, and I had managed to do as such. I'd come up with a reasonably new idea for a story, and I wrote maybe fourteen pages. It isn't that great, but it wasn't really supposed to be.
And, well, yeah. That's all, really.
 
 
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