I mentioned on my post below that I'd elaborate the longest "infatuation" that I felt in my high school life
that I will write and also a few notes about my overall high school experience.
I met her during the 2nd year of my high school life. They say high school is the best years of a student's life. At that time, I couldn't agree more.
If I were to rank the years of my high school, my sophomore years would be on top.
She has long black hair, cute medium eyes and was a silent type.
I can't remember our first conversation but I know we befriended each other because of anime.
She also has a friend, a megane. They were inseparable together. Both of them were extremely quiet but there's an incomparable aura of friendship that surrounds them when to
gether.
My 2nd year of high school went by at a good pace-not too fast and not too slow either. Whenever my other friends would huddle up and talk about anime the two of them would join in the conversation.
I knew that I've gained a lot of good friends, though I lost one but it was just a matter of distance.
I remember that, along with two of my friends, the two of them were also with us in the Robotics day sometime in late 2009 or early 2010.
Our sophomore years drew to a close with all of my old friends and new friends in good terms.
When 3rd year came, the girl with long black hair got separated from megane. I was in the class with ong black hair while megane was in the class with some of my old friends as well.
Long black hair girl was extremely silent that year. She only spoke to some of her very close friends way back in her elementary days. She even had a hard time speaking with me.
I didn't know what I was feeling at first but I knew whatever it was it was something serious and it involves Lady Long Black Hair. I started developing feelings for her.
I even compared her facial features and overall personality to Sawako Kuronuma from Kimi ni Todoke.
This feeling was amplified when I got partnered with her in the first half of the cotillion that was held at the JS Prom. I held her hand and wait while she also held my hand and shoulder.
Practices were awkward for me at first. But halfway through the practice sessions, I asked her, on a cowardly manner on facebook chat, if it was alright to dance with her after the cotillion.
Strangely enough, I can't remember what she replied.
During the JS Prom, after the cotillion, I chickened out. I even got one of my helpful friends disappointed with my being pathetic. I was able to give her a rose but that's about the farthest I got through to her.
I was clearly a coward that night and even on the continuing days until we graduated.
The days, weeks, months after going through to our Senior years, we hardly ever talked.
I acted more of a jerk around her and her friends.
Oh and at senior years, she was reunited with her friends.
Their trio became famous in our class that year. The megane, the tall and athletic and the lady long black hair.
They were the perfect trio of ladies in the class. They were worth admiring than the other girls in our class.
They were nice, quiet and kept everything about them and all that involves them to themselves unlike most attention bitches in our class.
I guess I did become an attention bitch myself at that time. Like I said I was a jerk around them, and I never gave my apologies.
Yet after all that, they still accepted me into some of their many group works, most notably the creation of a unique Christmas Tree.
I was just a sad, overweight student hungry for affection.
I stalked her, them, in facebook after graduating and my first year in college.
They all went their separate ways but all of them greatly improved while I stayed mostly pathetic.
I figured, by stalking them in facebook, I was torturing myself. I finally grew tired and stopped visiting their profiles last dry vacation.
Of course, I also went on my way and started cosplaying and pursuing even more animes, games and whatever interests me.
Right now, I think, I don't need someone's affection. Besides with my experience giving parts of my shattered heart to a human I should have grown a lot.
I think, I'm sticking to anime even if that makes me a virgin for the rest of my life.
Love isn't all about sex and affectionate kisses.
Funny how my definition of "Love" evolved through the years.
I guess I have matured quite a bit, and that gives me something to be really proud about myself. That's an achievement that doesn't even involve anime so that really took a lot of effort.
If, for some reason, you - to whoever's reading- reached this part, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed my experience about unrequited love.
Lost love isn't anyone's fault but yours, that's a lesson worth remembering.
I finally got that one off my chest... but, my overall body composure is still fitted with fat.
that I will write and also a few notes about my overall high school experience.
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| do you still have the flower I gave you that night? |
If I were to rank the years of my high school, my sophomore years would be on top.
She has long black hair, cute medium eyes and was a silent type.
I can't remember our first conversation but I know we befriended each other because of anime.
She also has a friend, a megane. They were inseparable together. Both of them were extremely quiet but there's an incomparable aura of friendship that surrounds them when to
gether.
My 2nd year of high school went by at a good pace-not too fast and not too slow either. Whenever my other friends would huddle up and talk about anime the two of them would join in the conversation.
I knew that I've gained a lot of good friends, though I lost one but it was just a matter of distance.
I remember that, along with two of my friends, the two of them were also with us in the Robotics day sometime in late 2009 or early 2010.
Our sophomore years drew to a close with all of my old friends and new friends in good terms.
When 3rd year came, the girl with long black hair got separated from megane. I was in the class with ong black hair while megane was in the class with some of my old friends as well.
Long black hair girl was extremely silent that year. She only spoke to some of her very close friends way back in her elementary days. She even had a hard time speaking with me.
I didn't know what I was feeling at first but I knew whatever it was it was something serious and it involves Lady Long Black Hair. I started developing feelings for her.
I even compared her facial features and overall personality to Sawako Kuronuma from Kimi ni Todoke.
This feeling was amplified when I got partnered with her in the first half of the cotillion that was held at the JS Prom. I held her hand and wait while she also held my hand and shoulder.
Practices were awkward for me at first. But halfway through the practice sessions, I asked her, on a cowardly manner on facebook chat, if it was alright to dance with her after the cotillion.
Strangely enough, I can't remember what she replied.
During the JS Prom, after the cotillion, I chickened out. I even got one of my helpful friends disappointed with my being pathetic. I was able to give her a rose but that's about the farthest I got through to her.
I was clearly a coward that night and even on the continuing days until we graduated.
The days, weeks, months after going through to our Senior years, we hardly ever talked.
I acted more of a jerk around her and her friends.
Oh and at senior years, she was reunited with her friends.
Their trio became famous in our class that year. The megane, the tall and athletic and the lady long black hair.
They were the perfect trio of ladies in the class. They were worth admiring than the other girls in our class.
They were nice, quiet and kept everything about them and all that involves them to themselves unlike most attention bitches in our class.
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| this is probably the most accurate picture of the trio (unless of course if I have an exact picture). A tall and athletic type, a megane and lady long black hair should be the girl in the middle. I came across this character illustration while playing the Visual Novel of Fate/Stay Night. |
Yet after all that, they still accepted me into some of their many group works, most notably the creation of a unique Christmas Tree.
I was just a sad, overweight student hungry for affection.
I stalked her, them, in facebook after graduating and my first year in college.
They all went their separate ways but all of them greatly improved while I stayed mostly pathetic.
I figured, by stalking them in facebook, I was torturing myself. I finally grew tired and stopped visiting their profiles last dry vacation.
Of course, I also went on my way and started cosplaying and pursuing even more animes, games and whatever interests me.
Right now, I think, I don't need someone's affection. Besides with my experience giving parts of my shattered heart to a human I should have grown a lot.
I think, I'm sticking to anime even if that makes me a virgin for the rest of my life.
Love isn't all about sex and affectionate kisses.
Funny how my definition of "Love" evolved through the years.
I guess I have matured quite a bit, and that gives me something to be really proud about myself. That's an achievement that doesn't even involve anime so that really took a lot of effort.
If, for some reason, you - to whoever's reading- reached this part, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed my experience about unrequited love.
Lost love isn't anyone's fault but yours, that's a lesson worth remembering.
I finally got that one off my chest... but, my overall body composure is still fitted with fat.
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