Mansur
[[I gots a story!
This goes all the way back to 7th grade.
When no one liked me.
Mostly because I was new to the whole new public school.
I used to go to a small private school.
everyone knew everyone and we had uniforms.
So I did not know how to dress that well.
And I had weired hair.
(I still have weired hair but it is cool looking this time)
But you needed to know that before I begain.
Well anywho...
Weired stuff always happens to me on valentines.
Mostly stuff that makes me cry.
*Tear, Tear*
>.>
Back on 7th grade.
When February was coming up I had some friends but still was not that noticeable.
I had a friend named Kim.
I did not care for her that much.
I was mostly jealous of her amazing artistic abilities.
But as that dance thing came up I started to care.
A little after I asked her.
I got rejected.
Well there is more just keep on reading.
I was not really broken, just a little sad.
But ever since then I really liked her.
(Just FYI she showed me Gaia on Valentines day)
Moving on to 8th grade.
I still dressed weired and stuff like that.
Mostly because I was scared to change.
But during 8th grade I was all out for Kim.
She had many problems that year that I help her get through.
Like her brother geting brain cancer.
Friend committed suicide.
And other fun stuff.
I helped her get through and I thought she liked me back.
I asked her out the day before February.
Heartbroken.
The next day in class the school's biggest mouth found out she had a boyfriend a blurted it out in class.
He was a Asian.
One with really small eyes.
I was even more devastated.
The day before Valentines I bought a 'Rose delivery' for her anyway.
Its where I give a dollar a name and a teachers name.
With that they go to that teacher's room and give that rose on valentines.
(Isn't that sweet)
That same day after being heart broken I had enough.
I got a hair cut, and got a lot of new clothes that same day.
The next day on valentines I looked a lot better and I felt more confident.
When the rose thing came I got nothing.
She got 15.
2 from me 1 from him the rest from friends.
You can also give comments with the roses.
Mine said Dont worry Be happy.
(Because she was sad recently.)
His said.
'My money! T__T'
(He even drew that emotion face)
I yelled at him when Kim was not around.
'You a** hole! Its not all about you! If you going to have a girlfriend stop bitching a care!'
After saying that in public I got a lot more popular.
Surprisingly she never heard about that.
She broke up with him after she figured out he was cheating on her.
She said she was heart broken.
I just told her.
'Is he?'
During that summer I changed churches.
It was the same church as hers.
We saw each other a lot.
But guess what.
During that summer she got a new boy friend named Bexton.
He was not a b*****d at least.
He just did not really care that much.
They just kind of drifted apart.
I started hitting on other girls.
But I did not know she started caring about me when I did start hitting on other girls.
I confessed my love to her last month.
In a long heart spilling note.
She was close but nothing happen.
Also in January she got another asian boyfriend.
She broke up with him 2 days after when she figured out he already had 2 girlfriends.
(He was ugly too)
Last week she started acting real close to Bexton after church was over.
I feel like saying somthing else to her but it wont work.
I have hundreds of other girls that want me to take them.
But for some reason even if some are smarter or hotter than Kim.
I still hold her higher.
I hope something between us will happen on valentines.
Also just yesterday I had a dream of us kissing in our neighborhood park kissing.
(Isn't that sweet.)
I think I said a mouth full.
I wonder if anyone will read this.]]
I read it, and its really sweet. I know how you feel, and its because she is your first love. You will always love her, but you can also love other people. That is just how it happens to work, sadly enough...
Shes rather idiotic to not go with you. [go with = be with]
I hope something good happens for you on V-day, because you deserve it with that hectic thing...