It's OVER! We're THROUGH! She's DEAD to me.

Aaaaauraaaughaaaaaaaah.

er-ahem.

I've said it before, but this time, I think I mean it. I'm putting my foot down. I've made up my mind. That girl I wasn't going to invite to my party, remember her? Well I'm not going to invite her to my life. Any more. For real this time. I swear. No regrets.

Alright, I'm such a spineless cur.

I went to a pizza joint last night, and there she was. A few mutual friends were there too, so I tried to be amicable and generally sociable. Her sister was there too, and was hacksawingly blunt with her wrathful retorts to my every comment. :\

Afterwards, I went to a dance, to which she went as well. I made a break for it and hung out with all the other people whom I haven't seen for ages, but they were all regrettably too wasted to be much good company.

The next thing I knew, she came over and put her head on my shoulder and said she was bored. I put my arm around her, and did various things to mildly entertain her. We traded some words. Had a meeting of the minds, so to speak. Just some chit-chat, as my school has the disgusting habit of waiting for an hour into a dance before actually... dancing. And then it's all rap or whatever, even though we only have 3 black people out of 300 odd students. But I manage. I thrive. I've learned to disco to Hey Ya. <.< >.> Actually, it's not that hard. The beat is the same. I digress.

She took me over to a bevy of her other female friends, but I wasn't much in the mood for dancing. I didn't have my heart in it. Most modern dancing looks much like shadow boxing, and I hate it. So I left.

Later on, I was particularly inspired when some funk came on, and came back and tore up the dance floor, striking awe into all around me... except her, who was typically uninterested and pretended that I didn't exist.

She did, however, seem to be in rare form whenever I encountered her. Very... adorable? :/ This leads me to believe that she rations this out to contrast her usual coldness, but I'll get to that later.

For some reason, all hell was breaking loose elsewhere on the dance floor, so our resident priest turned on the gym lights, which really evaporated the atmosphere, so when I came back later and asked her to dance, she was too 'weirded out' to do so. I made a resolution to myself. Alright, Grismath, you asked her, she declined, screw it and go elsewhere and have a good time.

But no. I came back and probably asked her to dance two more times.

In fact, I didn't really dance dance with anyone the entire evening. I can never meet new people at those functions, what with the crazy lights and deafening music, and the girls I do know are friends or users.

When I came back to their group one time, I went up to a fellow classmate to talk with him, and as I went, she bumped in to me, went "oh, excuse me" and then grabbed ahold of his shoulder. This is the same guy she would always hang off when I'd take her to dances last year, despite there being no real attraction between them.

Alright, Grismath, you're pissed off, but don't let it get to you. This is all old news. 1. you don't care about her, 2. you know this is just a ploy to spite you. Get over it and have yourself a good time.

I ran into a girl I haven't seen in ages and had a one nighter of sorts with but still am attractred to, but when I tried to get her screen name, I couldn't seem to find the pencil that was deposited very obviously in my right pocket. :/

I was drawn back to the old group for another skirmish... and now she was flirting with one of my IT associates. Rage, fury, disappointment, spite.

I was really tired at this point, however, so I went outside and talked with some people. I decided to go dance with the one night stand girl, but she was gone. Then the dance ended, and everyone left. I made eye contact with the girl this thread is about, but just left.

Such a spineless cur. What should I do? Everyone always told me when I first met her that she was bad news for me, and I have a splendid way of agonizing over these unworthies.

yeah u and me both. hmm this time dont know what to tell ya grismath comes down to you.

if you really feel it's worth it, and care for her, then do what you must to be friends. if you feel it's not worthy then just dont talk to her anymore. seems like you all keep giving one another mixed signals and it's not getting to far.

you have to ask yourself if you really want all the grief. good luck

Laura

I think Sgt. Spiers put it best. You aren't scared, you just have hope. Well, stop it. Nothing will ever come out of the two of you. Ever. Ignore her. If she talks to you, walk away. If she does something to spite you, ignore it because it isn't worth getting frustrated and pissy about.

She isn't going to stop this Jr. High drama, so you have to.

She's either playing "hard to get," or being a straight-out *****. Either way, I say **** her. If she's going to pull garbage like that, she doesn't deserve the attention.

Yes. Yes. I must. I will!

Wait- but what do I do when I'm in groups with mutual friends?

Do what I do. Ignore her. Completely. If she tries to talk to you, give her a courteous, but short response.

No need to put your friends in that kind of position (I was, and hated it) where they have to choose whether to invite you or her.

Good thinking. Thanks for the advice, Kieran/Wolfar.

After all stuff before, did you really think you had a shot with her? I mean....*****es will always be *****es will they not?

Ubuu and Wolfy speak the truth

grismath, your ol'pal ruthven will tell you to do the same thing he does with all the women he breaks up:

I'll give u a clue, it involves a samuri sword.
:p

Ignore her and speak ill of her.
This will hurt her, job done basically.

if(getThingFlags(source) & 0x8){
  do her}
elseif(getThingFlags(source) & 0x4){
  do other babe}
else{
  do a dude}

Ohh yeah, hurt them, good way to go! Make them feel crappy!

Don't do that. Don't make it your purpose to hurt her, because it'll just perpetuate your feelings of anger toward her. She may play the part of the *****, but there's no reason for you to play the counterpart of the *******.

Do what Wolfy says. You do realize she is getting of on the torment you're putting yourself through? Ignoring her will either get rid of her completely, or drive her mad with lust for you. Either way, you should continue the ignoring.

Less "getting off" and more "liking the attention." People like that are typically attention whores, and, if you refuse to give them the attention they want, they'll typically move onto someone else.

This will be hard to do. But I will try, as I have tried... before. :\

Do, or do not. There is no try.

You know...in sense of girls and all that junk, I dont think there are any better words then Yoda's.

cutting her hair off? i mean that's what my brother's roommate threatens with him...

anyways gris, just chain yourself to a different girl, a friend perhaps and tell her you want help getting over the other girl

I'm thinking you should choose your metaphors better. Hacksaws are generally not blunt. Also, I don't think "hacksawingly" is a word.

Anyways, just hire a hitman to kill her. It will solve all your problems.

First I want to say the way you wrote that made me picture the dance as some strange combination of Saturday Night Fever and The Great Gatsby. In a good way, I like the way you talk (type).

Hurting her back won't help anything. Endure her nonsense if you must (wisdom through suffering huh?) but don't strike back. Like Socrates said, "You don't make something better by injuring it." It doesn't make you spineless, it makes you mature. And of course years from now what will you regret more... suffering an injustice or causing one?

Anyway, my somewhat incoherent thoughts.

Yeah, but 'mallet blunt' just doesn't have the same ring to it...

Good post, Masq.