I have the horrible habit of jestermaxxing. Years of exclusion from society will make your brain concoct the weirdest copes. This is the tale of such an episode.
I had a crush on a petite svelte blonde back in HS. By coincidence we were both in the French course. I view French and France in a negative light now but this incident makes me accept my decision to study French.
One day in French class they showed a videoclip of a song. I can't tell you the song nor the artist if you put a gun to my head. The video showed a couple acting like a couple and acting with too much childish joy.
I commented matter of factly:
Feel like a five year old
For reference:
Then the most unexpected thing happened. My oneitis who was sitting next to me actually had a fit of laughter. I was funny!
I will never forget how that laugh sounded. She had a high voice owing to her being short and a woman. Her laughter was a "ja, ja, ja" instead of a tee hee or "je, je, je". My ears rang when she was done laughing, the volume was so loud.
I don't think she was sexually attracted to me. And the fact that she caught me creepshooting her way later didn't help.
Sometimes I think about her, but I looked her up and she dyed her hair black and she was writing her thesis about LGBT persecution in Francoist Spain. Like girl, you're from an immigrant background and straight wtf is wrong with you?
I still fantasize about us becoming lovers and me keeping her the blonde I coveted. But that'll never happen now that Chads pumped and dumped her and she became some sort of feminist nutjob.
I had a crush on a petite svelte blonde back in HS. By coincidence we were both in the French course. I view French and France in a negative light now but this incident makes me accept my decision to study French.
One day in French class they showed a videoclip of a song. I can't tell you the song nor the artist if you put a gun to my head. The video showed a couple acting like a couple and acting with too much childish joy.
I commented matter of factly:
Feel like a five year old
For reference:
Then the most unexpected thing happened. My oneitis who was sitting next to me actually had a fit of laughter. I was funny!
I will never forget how that laugh sounded. She had a high voice owing to her being short and a woman. Her laughter was a "ja, ja, ja" instead of a tee hee or "je, je, je". My ears rang when she was done laughing, the volume was so loud.
I don't think she was sexually attracted to me. And the fact that she caught me creepshooting her way later didn't help.
Sometimes I think about her, but I looked her up and she dyed her hair black and she was writing her thesis about LGBT persecution in Francoist Spain. Like girl, you're from an immigrant background and straight wtf is wrong with you?
I still fantasize about us becoming lovers and me keeping her the blonde I coveted. But that'll never happen now that Chads pumped and dumped her and she became some sort of feminist nutjob.
