Sunday, February 26, 2006
The house of yes
Earlier this week I sent NotGraceful an email laying bare my feelings. I'm tired of all of the shy staring, and it was my hope that this would allow me to be more of myself around him, this boy who stuns me into silence. The email itself was low key. I admited I harbored a crush (duh) and that I got that he may not feel the same. I let him know that I just needed to know that he knew so I could act more normal. I've reached a stumbling block in my quest for normalcy, however. It has been close to a week, and he has yet to acknowledge the email. We've seen each other several times since it was sent, and he has continued to stare and hover. On at least a couple of those occasions he has acted like he has something he needs to say. You know how you can just feel when someone wants to talk to you? By Friday I couldn't take it anymore. I mean, is it too much to expect him to acknowledge receipt of the email? I just want an, "I got your email. Cool," kind of response. Friday we were all at a pool hall for someone's birthday. As NotCharlotte and I were leaving, I leaned over as I was passing NotGraceful and asked when I could expect an acknowledgement of the email I had sent. He gaped...I gave a snide look. I walked out. Still no response.