WobblyStilettos
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Basic version of why I have the mother of all headaches this morning:
I had about half of first period off yesterday because it was tutorial and my form tutor wanted to talk to us in small groups and it wasn't my turn this week. When one of my best friends (the one whos in my form) got out a bit after I left, we went to go sit in the cafe, and a few tables away from us was sitting someone who shall, from this point onwards, be referred to as crazy boy (he was free too as he is also in our form).
Crazy boy is, well, completley mental. Not as in OMFG LOLOLOLOL AT THAT PARTY HE WAZ LYK CRAAAZZY!!111 more like when I talk to him for a while I get the urge to back away slowly. I mean, he's not quite at the actually truly terrifying stage, he's still fun to talk to up to a point, but he's twisted.
Right, so aforementioned best friend turns to me and says "I'm not sure quite how to say this... but I think (crazy boy) has the hots for you."
Me: -horrified look- you're joking right?
Her: nope
Me: (with my head now buried in my bag on the table) whhhhhhhhhy?
Her: (various reasons about why she thinks what she thinks, including that he always comes up to our group and stands next to me, which I guess is true, that he only ever pays much attention to me, which I don't think is true but I can't actually think of any time where he has payed much attention to any ne else, and that he regularly seems quite nervous when he comes to talk to us and often brings along his (even scarier) friend.)
Some discussion of this matter follows, and as I am sitting with my back to him and she is facing me, my dear friend delights in telling me ust how often he is glancing over and staring at me. I insist, and I still do, that she is wrong. I then find out that she already told someone else, who goes to one of the other main sixth forms in Cambridge, about her little theory the day before. I am not overly pleased with her about this. I am even less pleased when she goes on to tell two more of our friends at break time, and I think 4 others who go to different colleges when we met up with them at lunch. This, naturally, required lots of turning and pointing at him. They will never, ever let me live this down.
Juuuuust to make it that little bit more fun, one of the friends we met up with seemed to have her own theory about my love life and who may be part of it, even though she didn't say it in so many words I knew exactly who she had seen me with and what she thought might be going on. Luckily, I managed to distract her enough so she didn't say it nice and loudly.
Also, my parents seem to be mentioning candidate number two to me quite a lot, and asking who I'm going to the freshers ball with (as yet, no one).
You see, none of my family or friends can accept the idea of me having platonic male friends, and they also seem to expect me to take up the first offer I get. I guess they have the opinion that beggers can't be choosers. My opinion is that they shoud f**k off.
OFC, the guy who I actually had a crush on when I met him last week... is in a relationship.
All three of them have been paying more attention than they had to, which is nice, but I would quite like to run away now xD I have no idea how to handle this kind of thing.
EDIT: Forgot to say why I really don't want crazy boy to like me. It's because of the crazy bit, because I kind of classed him under 'has mental issues' and when thinking about who else is in there, I realised it was me. I feel like damaged goods, like I shouldn't even be considering getting into a relationship because it would just not be fair to the guy.
I had about half of first period off yesterday because it was tutorial and my form tutor wanted to talk to us in small groups and it wasn't my turn this week. When one of my best friends (the one whos in my form) got out a bit after I left, we went to go sit in the cafe, and a few tables away from us was sitting someone who shall, from this point onwards, be referred to as crazy boy (he was free too as he is also in our form).
Crazy boy is, well, completley mental. Not as in OMFG LOLOLOLOL AT THAT PARTY HE WAZ LYK CRAAAZZY!!111 more like when I talk to him for a while I get the urge to back away slowly. I mean, he's not quite at the actually truly terrifying stage, he's still fun to talk to up to a point, but he's twisted.
Right, so aforementioned best friend turns to me and says "I'm not sure quite how to say this... but I think (crazy boy) has the hots for you."
Me: -horrified look- you're joking right?
Her: nope
Me: (with my head now buried in my bag on the table) whhhhhhhhhy?
Her: (various reasons about why she thinks what she thinks, including that he always comes up to our group and stands next to me, which I guess is true, that he only ever pays much attention to me, which I don't think is true but I can't actually think of any time where he has payed much attention to any ne else, and that he regularly seems quite nervous when he comes to talk to us and often brings along his (even scarier) friend.)
Some discussion of this matter follows, and as I am sitting with my back to him and she is facing me, my dear friend delights in telling me ust how often he is glancing over and staring at me. I insist, and I still do, that she is wrong. I then find out that she already told someone else, who goes to one of the other main sixth forms in Cambridge, about her little theory the day before. I am not overly pleased with her about this. I am even less pleased when she goes on to tell two more of our friends at break time, and I think 4 others who go to different colleges when we met up with them at lunch. This, naturally, required lots of turning and pointing at him. They will never, ever let me live this down.
Juuuuust to make it that little bit more fun, one of the friends we met up with seemed to have her own theory about my love life and who may be part of it, even though she didn't say it in so many words I knew exactly who she had seen me with and what she thought might be going on. Luckily, I managed to distract her enough so she didn't say it nice and loudly.
Also, my parents seem to be mentioning candidate number two to me quite a lot, and asking who I'm going to the freshers ball with (as yet, no one).
You see, none of my family or friends can accept the idea of me having platonic male friends, and they also seem to expect me to take up the first offer I get. I guess they have the opinion that beggers can't be choosers. My opinion is that they shoud f**k off.
OFC, the guy who I actually had a crush on when I met him last week... is in a relationship.
All three of them have been paying more attention than they had to, which is nice, but I would quite like to run away now xD I have no idea how to handle this kind of thing.
EDIT: Forgot to say why I really don't want crazy boy to like me. It's because of the crazy bit, because I kind of classed him under 'has mental issues' and when thinking about who else is in there, I realised it was me. I feel like damaged goods, like I shouldn't even be considering getting into a relationship because it would just not be fair to the guy.
the other thing giving me a headache about it is my complete inabilty to work our how to act in these situations xD
