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what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you: I love you. With all my heart, I love you.
My family insists I should turn off my laptop and go outside.
… I didn’t know they wanted me dead so badly.
Okay, first of, I know I don’t really know you guys because I’m too freakin’ shy to just randomly start talking to everyone, but I do feel comfortable here and I feel we have some kind of a connection, from lack of a better word. That’s why I decided to share something SO TOTALLY EXCITING with you… Simply because if I won’t, I shall explode for sure.
You see, there is this man I’m totally and irrevocably in love with. The problem is, he’s 12 years older than me, English and he’s also my lecturer (which is a serious bummer). BUT I do believe our relationship is a little bit more than a simple student/lecturer one and I like to think that maybe, just maybe, it can be considered as “friendship”, even though that’s a bit too strong a word.
ANYWAY, he says I’m a pain in his neck, I think he’s evil and all is jolly and great. He took me for a spin in his Jag and it was fantastic! I’m not sure if he’s aware of my feelings for him, I sure hope not, but he is one of the most intelligent men I’ve ever met, so everything’s possible, right?
But, I digress. You see, I love opera and when he told me he’s going to see Verdi’s Un ballo in maschera (A Masked Ball) I asked him to record one of the arias for me on his phone. He, of course, claimed that he won’t do it because he knows it’s just a part of my devilish plan to get him arrested and thrown into prison (which would be hilarious :D). BUT OH MY GAWH he sent me an email today, saying that he did capture Riccardo’s aria Ma se m’è forza perderti as requested, HOWEVER, since I admitted to my devilish plan to have him arrested in the most obstinate manner, HE SHAN’T SHOW IT TO ME and, I quote, “you can remain depressed for the remainder of the week…now that IS hilarious :P”. And he just couldn’t resist rubbing in the fact that I wasn’t there to see it by saying: “And I had a jolly old time at the opera, thank you very much! It was truly magnificent. A little chilly towards the end, but a beautiful spectacle nonetheless.”
I know all this may seem as a trifle to you guys, but I’m really really happy. Why, you ask? Because it means that he was thinking of me!
How pathetic is it to be excited about such a thing, eh?
Sorry about this all, I really had to tell someone about it.
… But now I’m all depressed because I know I can’t have him.
This sucks.
