[Um, this is an uber-long journal that you prolly don't want to read unless you've got lots of time and are good at understanding senseless babble. XD]
I had a very interesting day today, at least where K is concerned. (K is my probably-straight crush, for anyone who hasn't read my previous journals.) I was stuck at my mom's office sick, texting her, and as I've been reading Lord of the Rings recently, her favorite series, we were asking each other questions about the characters: "Who would you want to meet?", "Whose powers would you want?", etc. Then it came to this...
me: so hav u come up w ne more Qs?
K: Not off the top of my head
me: ok, heres 1 then: wat question wud u ask legolas if u met him? She takes a while to reply.
me: yt? "you there?"
K: Holy crap! I have nooooo clue
me: lol...i stumped ya already?
K: Yes. Hmmm what trees makes the best house? And do you prefer blondes or brunetts
me: OK, this is where I thought she was asking *me* the question, kinda moving away from LotR characters etc. No doubt you've already realized my mistake. wat tree makes the best hs? not sure i understand the question lol.
gona hafta say brunettes 4 that 1 cuz she's a brunette
K: Yeah i hope so! *eager hopeful smile combined with a crushing whince due to reality*
me: wait huh? Does she like me and think I don't like her back?
K: Nm, too complicated. Ya know the really happy want him but know u cant have him look
me: ok, got the look, but not sure wat it has 2 do with me prefering brunettes 2 blondes
K: Im a brunett! Dur!
me: ok...*confused hopeful look* Holy frick, holy frick, holy frick--does she like me?? Is this finally it??
r u saying wat i think ur saying? Cuz I'm way too chicken to say, "r u saying u like me?" ...This is the part where I go run out of my mom's office and hide in the bathroom, as I've realized my hands are shaking in nervousness.
K: Huh? That i would like to have legolas in a relationship, yes. Weve been over this
me: *sigh* Sighing over the fact that damnit, I got it wrong, she was talking about freaking Legolas again--but I sigh whenever she confuses me, so *that*s what it meant to her. Cuz I definitely am confused. (Also secretly thinking, "Maybe she was gonna tell me she likes me but then she chickened!") wat does legolas hafta do w brunettes?
K: The question i asked earlier member? It kinda led into that
me: im majorly confused. wat does me prefering brunettes hafta do w u getting legolas?
K: No, i asked if legolas prefered brunetts as my question.
me: oh!!! Great. *DUH* you stupid idiot. Now she's gonna be asking you questions before you're ready...
i get it now.
me: yeah, can u tell i'm out of it? My attempt to attribute the whole misunderstanding to my killer cold...it somehow works.
me: u cant?
or was that sarcastic?
K: Take a good guess
me: um...yea im prety sure that ws sarcastic
K: Yep exactly
me: yay i win!
Conversation returns to its previous idle chatter.
Of course, really I lost. Cuz now, she must know *something*s up. And it's only a matter of time before she figures it out and confronts me. And I don't know if either of us is ready yet. I think, maybe she does like me, more than a friend, but I hafta give her time to realize that.
So now I'm on the edge, nervous as hell, not sure whether the double meaning of that convo was only in my head or if she saw it too. Not sure if she likes me or not. Not sure if she's seen through me or not. I'm going over to her house to see The Two Towers tomorrow evening, so maybe we'll see. (And then again, likely not. Cuz I'm chicken and loathe to admit my feelings, and she's told me she's the same.) (...Are we a match made in Heaven or Hell?)
[Not sure if this makes sense to anyone but myself, not sure if it needs to. I had to record it though.]