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Perhaps I am slightly old fashioned in this view, but I told myself I’d never use the word love unless I meant it. I know more than a handful of guys who have used the immortal L-word in order to sleep with someone, which is, in my opinion, a form of emotional fraud.
I don’t know if you remember my panic-attack when my mentally challenged ex-girlfriend told me on the eve of our break-up that she loved me and wanted to have my babies. It almost tripped off my tongue, “I love you too” but I assessed the situation and realised I only wanted her D-cup warriors and not emotional baggage and found the exit door to the relationship. It wasn’t one of those scared-of-commitment things, perhaps more of a scared-of-psycho-girl things.
However a recent revelation in my life has caused me to use the L-word and mean it. I’m actually in love, and it’s all gay and soppy and mushy like in the films. I didn’t plan for it, it just sort of happened. Then I waited a while, and it was still there, and then it leapt out of my mouth like the chest-burster thing from Alien and the ‘I love you’ was returned (I’d have cried like a McDonalds worker on payday if she hadn’t said it back).
So I’m all grinny and happy and sexed up and for the first time ever I’m not all angsty and stuff, and I can look back on my depressive life-is-so-hard fluffy-bard-collar days and giggle slightly.
I’m not sure if there’s a moral to my story, or indeed if it is a story at all, just wanted to vent. Happily vent, for once.
I'm doing a dance show in college, and the girl I like is in an acting show. Their script involves a kissing scene and I'm afraid she'll get the role with the kiss sequence. I'm afraid she'll fall for the guy she has to kiss.
Oh, I hope to God she doesn't get that role.
I just wet myself laughing!
I really really really really really really like coffee, as in, I can't get enough of it.
Which of these shows the above:
I like coffee.
I love coffee.
I could say what I said at the very beginning, but time is precious, and I CBA.
As for the word hate, there's nothing in the middle either.
I don't like Chicken Kiev
I dislike Chicken Kiev
I hate Chicken Kiev
I despise Chicken Kiev
I detest Chicken Kiev
Now, I'd say hate's in the middle there (well, it is) as despise and destest seem like much stronger words than hate, but anyway.
Bleh.
> I think I'm obsessed...
>
> I'm doing a dance show in college, and the girl I like is in an
> acting show. Their script involves a kissing scene and I'm afraid
> she'll get the role with the kiss sequence. I'm afraid she'll fall
> for the guy she has to kiss.
>
> Oh, I hope to God she doesn't get that role.
Well, she got the role. But she may not have to kiss the guy in the first place. Also, the guy in question is already going out with someone (a right madam, sometimes I just wanna-) already on the course. So, there's gonna be no romance there, then.
> D-cup warriors...
>
> I just wet myself laughing!
You gotta keep up those pelvic floor exercises you know...
> Well, she got the role. But she may not have to kiss the guy in the
> first place. Also, the guy in question is already going out with
> someone (a right madam, sometimes I just wanna-) already on the
> course. So, there's gonna be no romance there, then.
Now I may have to snog someone in the dance show. This someone being a mate I've known since being five-years-old. And that's all she'll stay - a mate.
And you'll cry and the post 100 times on here about it.
Not after all my hard work