ORIG'S PROFILE

Last Remnant is a SaGa game? Neat! I remember I got so lost in Romancing SaGa 3 that I had to stop playing altogether, and Minstrel Song was completely overwhelming and admittedly the character designs crept me out a little. Plus, it was so lazily designed (i.e. You can't talk to characters if they're in motion. In fact, you just walk right through them).

It's on the 360, right? I no own a PS3... :P

The only thing I have to say about gender equality is what I overheard a priest once say when he was approached by a man and asked for help in some relationship troubles. "Women are not meant to be understood, they are meant to be loved. The same vice-versa."

And ultimately I don't see a point in trying to understand something that may not even be meant (or possible) to understand in the first place.

author=Liberty link=topic=2473.msg46147#msg46147 date=1227233793
Ah, young love. Always believing that the current tier is the highest one can find... until the next.

Wouldn't be the first time I heard that. >_> Still, for the time being I'm content being perfectly naive.

Clest: lol, Demi from Phantasy Star IV was adorable!

I remember very vividly McGee had quite the crush on a certain big-chested female bar owner from a certain Final Fantasy 7.

And you're so right about the topic title. XD

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Okay, poking jokes aside, I'm fifteen and have never had a real relationship. Lesse, I've asked out three girls. They all said "Yes," then instant messaged me the next day saying "Sorry, but no." So with that in mind I have to admit I'm much on the same page as TMT. While I'm not COMPLETELY socially inept, the words "girl" and "friend" have never been put together and associated with me. And that's fine. I've seen the relationships 13, 14, 15-year-olds carry out and they're complete bullshit. The entire relationship is based around school. Or something. I dunno, there's no way to explain it. Let me give you an example: one of my "kind of friends, but we aren't really" friends dated this one girl for about a year. And a few weeks ago they broke up. Yet, they still walk holding hands, they still kiss, and they even still sleep together (this isn't a rumor, they do this like crazy and at one point I even asked both of them if it was true and they confirmed it).

One of my buddies in particular, perhaps the best buddy of them all, I'm in a particularly deep relationship with. Not romantic or anything, per se. Just deep. Philosophical if you will. We usually play videogames, get tired, turn off the lights, lay ourselves down on different couches, close our eyes, and just admit stuff. It's strangely comforting to know that someone knows so much about you, and having complete trust in them. He's been madly in love with a certain girl for a while now. Let me say here that this certain girl is absolutely insane. Promiscuous and drugged out and, needless to say, strangely beautiful. She loves him one day and hates him to death the next. While my friend has probably got the best sense of humor out of anyone I know, he's pretty hopeless in love. Which is why I think we work so well as friends, since we're both all in all hopeless. (In a fragile smile sort of way, not like gray-shirted, black eye-liner, crying blood emo sort of way.) But I dunno. There's this thing I've been thinking about a lot. If we ultimately end up hating the person we love, could we end up loving the person we hate?

I've always loved weird romance, like Amelie (from the movie Amelie) and the man who works in the adult store or twenty-year-old Harold and seventy-eight-year-old Maude from Harold and Maude or the two characters from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind who are (possibly) trapped in an endless cycle of breaking-up, forgetting each other, and ironically getting together again. So with this in mind I've basically told myself to never be in a normal relationship.

And yet my relationships with girls are only quick conversations of "Can I borrow your Geometry book?" or "Did we have any Chemistry homework?" or just fast recollections of interesting things we did the night or day before. I guess this is derived from the fact that a girl will and can never make me happy. In fact, no one else can make me happy. Of course, they can help. But that's all. And I've even convinced myself that no girl is ever going to make me as happy as a certain someone.

I'm overly philosophical and overly affection by nature. And I guess that makes it irritating to listen to the ignorant and arrogant remarks of my peers. (For example, half of my Chemistry class hasn't heard of Psycho.) So when someone who doesn't bug me comes along, they find themselves at a divide in the path. One way leads to friendship, one way leads beyond. So far, from the three or four people that have have walked the former path. But about a year or so ago a kind of, sort of friend of mine found himself there and took the former. So for a while now I've kept in this secret crush of mine (for I'm not so bold as to call it love over the internet). Only a few weeks ago did I tell my good buddies, and they're mostly alright with it. One just shrugged and said "Whatever floats your boat," another made a lewd gesture with his hands and laughed about it, and the last (my best friend who I mentioned earlier) talked about it with me for hours.

If there's one thing I hate it's being pigeon-holed into a group. So, no, I will not consider myself bi- or homosexual, because it goes beyond that sort of thing. I don't like anyone else, and I've programmed myself to never like anyone else. Not even sexual attraction. But I'm scared, scared past all else. Not of what anyone else thinks, no, I could care less about what anyone else things, but what he thinks. If this is a lost cause, if he could never in a million years like (Again, no so bold as to call it love. Love has to be mutual to be called love.) me the way I like him, then I'll be more lost than ever before. Maybe I'm being melodramatic, but I really can't see myself romantically involved with anyone else.

Well, for the time being, I sit, write, play videogames, listen to music, read books, and wait patiently till the opportunity presents itself.

(By the way, was anyone actually surprised by this?)

For shame! Why aren't we allowed to delete our own topics? ???

Yeah. Used to be about my novel but took McGee's advice. (If anyone really, really, passionately wants to read it, PM or IM or email me or something or other. And even then I might not be able to trust you O_o)