Call me Yamhill

I look

The strange look of me.
What do you say.
Love to all

The Sniper of Yamhill

posted by Yamhill @ 4:04 PM 3 comments

The girl in my life, My Lord

Ok, if any one ever reads this. (I hope not)

Also if you do read this take this as what I have seen and experienced, not what she might think because that would and prob is Way different.

I liked (like) this girl, see? And being unaware of the social aspect of life, I weird her out. And we dont do anything togeather then for a year or more.
Two years latter we start being involved in stuff again. I start to interact with her during school again, I admire her from a distance, trying to talk to her. Sometimes being successful about talking we talk on life and stuff. Everything is all right (in my point of view) It is still a month or two into the school yeah. I ask her to one of the dances. She says that she is to overwhelmed with putting the dance on and with school. I fully understand (I think) about her problem.
Did I mention that she is good friends with my sister? Science has proven that interaction between a guy and a gal, even if there are no words spoken will produce a relationship. Well I have had quite a bit of time with her. I am sure by now that she knows that I like her which I DID! But being the stupid slob that I am I don’t have the guts to go right out and say it (dumb bastard). She acts at least partly friendly towards me, for the most part. Latter on Mock Trial starts up. We are on the same team together, this suites me fine cause I will be around her and I enjoy it. It starts off well with both of us talking to each other and I think that this is good.
The thing is that I don’t really know how she feels, I would think from what I saw that she is ok with me, and that there is nothing inherently wrong, from my point of view, I could not say as to hers. We keep talking on line. They are usually short and useless, but every once in a great while we would talk about life and how we would like it to go.
I am sorry, that was a tangent. Mock Trial keeps on going and after the new year we have a SHARP conversation, if you had marshmallows you could char them. After a battle of words and emotions (on my part) it ended.
I did not know what to do, we had a Major fight (it seemed to me) and I did not know how to continue with it. After a month or two we somehow start talking again, uncomfortable for me as I did not know how or what to say. School goes on as normal. Now to state I still like her, I don’t know why or if I should have, but I did. The contest of our Mock Trial comes to date. I observe that my friend gets along very well with her, and I attest this to his people skills and personality. That night she is over at my house and some of her friends, which are my friends also. In my small mind I think that we are all right and that we really cant get angry at each other for a long time to come.
That night was great, it was the closest that I have been to anyone in a long time, it was cool just to chill with some peeps that I know and like. Ahhh the best night of my year so far. Ok so the week continues. I cant really say what goes one. This very night we have shortish talk and we fight about what we do, and why we do it. For one of the Very FIRST times I get SOOO Pissed I want to just SHAKE HER. In the end we exchange texts and the night is over. for the most part. I learned that she just wants me as a friend, and this is in part due to her friendship with my sister. That is it I am fried.


What might be my relationship with her tomorrow, I do not know. What I do know is that I still care for her, and I hope she will realize that. Even if we don’t get along I want to be around for her.

Until God Calls me to him
The Sniper of Yamhill

posted by Yamhill @ 2:09 AM 2 comments