Feb. 5, 2006 - *Cough, eh-hem*

So, chyah. Sadie's was yesterday, right?

I guess you can say that Joe and I had a pretty good time... if you take away the fact that he didn't want to dance with me... Do I offend...? *sniiiiff*

Anyway, I guess the dance turned out alright... because I made it my mission at the dance to go through it with as little drama as possible... Eh... the plan turned out decently...

I was doing pretty well through the dance up until about 9:30-10:00 P.M-ish. It's not that I ran out of there in tears or threw a temper tantrum or anything... It's just that...

The guy who I was hoping wouldn't be there showed up... (Come on... after about eleven thousand entries about him, I'd think you'd get the fsking gist about who it is... -.- if not, you're voted off the island...)

I kept on thinking I saw him sitting up in the bleachers by himself at the beginning of the dance, but than I found out otherwise. (It was a guy at my school named Nathan. I still tried to cheer up the guy, though. ^_^ No disrespect.)

So, at about 8:00, I saw no sign of the infatuation at all, so I figured he wouldn't show up, right?

And Wrong-o was his name-o.

I didn't notice him until the time I stated above. I may have been mistaken toward the beginning of the dance, but this time I was absolutely positive it was him.

You must be wondering now "What the hell are you talking about, Metauru?! It was so fricken dark there that you couldn't possibly notice who anybody was from 2 feet away, let alone across the gym!"

Well, you can notice anybody if you've seen them for so long.

I couldn't tell it was him at first because he had his back turned, of course. The hair and the clothes he wears gave an impression that it was him, but of course, you can't be too sure with only strobe and moving neon lights to guide your sight, correct?

And, of course, even if he was turned around, you still wouldn't be able to tell if it was him or not. Correct still?

The one thing that absolutely, positively told me that Meh Infatuation was right there on the dancefloor hanging out with his friends was...

Well... who else has such dark, mysterious eyes like his...?

I couldn't tell if he had a date, but I figured as much. Most guys wouldn't want to go to Sadie's without dates... duh.

I was pretty sure for about half an hour that he wasn't on a date... but...

When one slow song came on, I saw him... oh, yes I saw him, sir!! He had his arms wrapped around the body of a young women!! A freshmen it seemed!! He was locked in a close embrace with her and they seemed so in sync, it would make the devil preach amen!! AMEN, brothers and sisters!!! Now... let us pray...

So... of course I had a million thoughts go through my head at once, such as "Are they going out", "If they aren't, WILL they go out", and so on, and so forth.

And of course, by now, you figure THIS is where I end up running out of the dance in tears, right?

W-R-O-N-G-O!!!

Frankly, I didn't sweat it. I had a date of my own. I was having a good time with my friends. Not that I wasn't disappointed, but...

What was the point of getting depressed...? We never talk, never say hi, and have only acknowledged each other with quick glances over the years... So, of course he'd find a date. I should be used to the fact that... well... a lot of girls like him. Most of those girls are prettier than I'll ever be. I was too naive and chicken to ask him to go with me, and fate made my chances even worse.

"Well, if you really want this guy so badly, Metauru, than why not just do whatever you have to do to win him over...?"

I change for no man. What now, mo-fos?

Besides, it's not that I didn't hope I would catch his attention by dancing my ass off the rest of the night.  *halo*

~Metauru