Other than the fact I wanted to hit a certain girl in the face in a brick, it was pretty much all fine and dandy
In table tennis my crush had dropped the ball and through the path of fate it rolled towards me, hence the highlight of my day was picking it up and chucking it back to him. It's a shame that he didn't say thanks or something 'cause I think his voice is pretty neat. And low, reaaaallly low. It's hot ;-) Overshadowing the lack of speech statement greatly is the fact that he didn't even look at me... I don't know why but I just feel violated of my right to be looked at. And abused of the privilege he could have had of admiring me for being a hot. But that's not gonna happen.... I think that was pretty much the height of my social interaction with him anyway.
I did try to speak to him once by starting a conversation with a question; "Did you play tennis at open evening yesterday?" He replied with "yes." and that was the end of our fateful first and last conversation. Although we did mutually laugh at this crazy dude in my form afterwards 'cause he was miming motorboating...
And no, I was not casually walking past the tennis courts about 10 times with my friend at open evening, I was extremely busy with my art session of showing families how (un)skilled I am at art! *wink wink*
He does loads of sports; it's awesome but at the same time worries me 'cause I have no physical skills whatsoever - I didn't mean it in that context you dirty-minded person. All I can offer him is my lazy, internet-obsessed, indie-music-listening, Big-Bang-Theory loving self, which is a TV show he apparently likes to watch too :3
Why did you want to hit a girl in the face with a brick?
Thanks for asking! Quite simply she was annoying one of my 'friends' (I shall save that story for another time) which I found highly annoying, mainly because that's all she does every PE lesson. I'm starting to think it could possibly be classed as some form of bullying! Now I still have no idea what they were talking about but I assumed it was my crush because in actuality, half of my year group fancy him... including her, as well as my 'friend'. I had found out this valuable information from a different friend a week beforehand, as well as by using my own senses of deduction when she screamed "You're blocking my view! ahjkerhb ghbsakhr" endlessly when a person was so much as within a metre of her, to her diagonal, where once again my crush was standing about a mile away. When a person denies something endlessly, they've got something to hide too, right? She simply would not shut up about how she 'doesn't fancy him' and how it's 'completely and utterly not true' the whole lesson, as well as when we were getting changed. My friend found out from her friends, then she got mad at her friends - the gossiping never ends. So here I am telling it to you.
I'm pretty sure it's quite confusing when I'm not using names and all that, I'm sorry; I just tend to have a paranoia about people finding out about my blog... which hasn't ever happened, but the fear remains! I'll still sign with my name though, 'cause I'm a foolish child and I can't come up with any mysterious nicknames that sound desirable enough.
The hopelessly in love with a boy-that's-completely-out-of-her-league,
Dalia xo
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