Today I will talk about Oliver. (Remember, that's not his actual name).
I've known Oliver since I was in second grade. That was the first time we were in the same class together. We weren't exactly friends though, until we both switched to the same school in fourth grade. He was the only person in my class that I knew. We stuck to each other like paper and glue until I started hanging out with these other two girls in my class. One of them became my best friend. (She is now one of the Semis. I'll talk about her in another post. Her name will be Ulta; she betrayed me the most. )
ANYWAYS
Oliver and I kind of drifted apart. We would still talk some, but we didn't depend on each other like we did for those first few weeks. Or, at least, I didn't depend on him.
Fifth grade- we have our classes together again. Except this time, we get closer than before. I had a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig crush on him. I didn't tell anyone, because at the time, I didn't trust anyone besides Alt (my cousin). (I'll get to THAT story later :)) I told her the whoooooooooole story. Oliver and I emailed each other 10-15 times PER DAY. We would play a game where we would spam each other with as many random emails and letters as possible- we called it the typing war. I was CRAAAAZY about him. Then, Christmas vacation came.
I was so upset because I didn't get to tell him goodbye before we left, so I decided to just email him when I got home. I didn't check my email the day before, so when I looked I saw that I only had five emails from him. All of them said something along the lines of "come see me in homeroom tomorrow." I replied with something like "Oops- sorry, What did you want to tell me?"
The next day Alt and the rest of my cousins came over, I took a minute to check an earlier email. He sent many emails of "IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.........." and "I can't do it" I replied with a "Just tell me!" He then replied, "DON"T FREAK OUT! i like you"
I was in shock. I was so scared, and nervous, but most of all, excited. I liked someone, and he liked me back! Of course, us being fifth graders, he asked if I liked him back. I didn't reply. He sent me ten more emails of "TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME..." and I stupidly said "I don't know" OF COURSE I KNEW! I WAS PRACTICALLY IN LOVE WITH HIM! He didn't email me at all during the rest of Christmas break except to send me and a few other friends a picture of him in his Christmas play. Naturally, I showed all of these emails to Alt. We screamed together and died. But I did not want to go to school- I knew he would want to talk to me, and I was not ready for that. At school, he continued asking me if I liked him. I kept saying "I don't know! I don't know!" I was terrified! I definitely wasn't allowed to date, and I just didn't trust anyone. I was worried that if I told him I liked him, my parents would find out, people would tease us for liking each other, or worst of all, we would be awkward with each other and we wouldn't be friends any more . Then came a school trip.
This was a sleep away trip on a barrier island- it was at a 4-H camp. It was, to this day, my favorite school trip. we could go to the beach between each class, and at night after dinner, as long as we had a chaperone with us. I went as much as I could. It was too cold to swim, and we couldn't bring swimsuits anyways because they're against the school dress code, but I still wanted to see the ocean and walk on the sand.
ANYWAYS
One night, I was waiting to go down to the beach with a couple friends (INCLUDING THE GUY!), when Oliver walked by. I asked if he wanted to join us, and I think a few of my friends guessed that I liked him. They were all ooohing and they told they chaperone that we liked each other. I was embarrassed, yet flattered at the same time because Oliver didn't say anything to contradict them. We all went down the boardwalk, and I was talking to Oliver.
We all walked to the water line and started scooping up water and sea foam to splash each other. The chaperone was really cool and let us do pretty much anything we wanted.
We stayed for about half an hour, and then some teachers came to take our picture. That picture is now in my fifth grade yearbook- we all looked so happy. I kept talking to Oliver, as we walked back to the rooms we were staying in. There was a big gazebo in the middle of the camp. We sat down, alone together. He asked me quietly if I liked him. I don't remember what I said, but whatever it was, he thought I liked him because of it. Then, the teachers made all of us run back to our rooms because it was late and we were supposed to be getting ready for bed.
When we got back home, he sent me an email saying how happy he was that I liked him- I said I never told him that I liked him. He seemed upset and said, "but you said you did on the trip!" And I said," no , I didn't. I sill don't know. "(I COMPLETELY LIKED HIM! I THOUGHT HE WAS PERFECT!) I continued with, "If I say I do like you, it will make us really awkward around each other. If I say no, you'll hate me. I don't want either of those things to happen." He said,"Say what you want to say!" Naturally, I didn't reply.
At school, he continued the hounding again. We would always walk in circles around the basketball court together. It got to the point one day where he asked me right as his class was going back inside the school. He was running towards his teacher and I just shouted, "YES!"
Nothing came from it. We didn't talk as much, until one day a few months later when he invited me to his house. We (very badly) played ping pong, jumped on his trampoline, and made bagels. I had so much fun. We didn't talk about liking each other.
A series of event summing up the next few years (in order of occurrence) :
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*He meets Alt- they become friends and we have long group chats
*He gets new girlfriend ( but I was ok with that because I didn't have a crush on him anymore)
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*Oliver and girlfriend break up
*Alt comes to visit and we invite him to come on a bike ride with us
*He meets my ENTIRE dad's side of the family on said bike ride, goes to my grandparents house, and goes to a TERRIBLE movie with half my family
*We talk in hallways at school
*I join Fangirl friend group
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*Oliver mentions his older brother's best friend to Alt and Alt wants to meet him
*Alt, Oliver, older brother's best friend, Alt and I's younger siblings, various other family members, and I go laser tagging together
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*I become good friends with Oliver's ex-girlfriend
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*We miraculously start talking again
*I go see Oliver and his brother perform "The Music Man" at their church
*Oliver and I talk quite a bit
TAH DAH
Throw in a few random "I like him again's" and that is completely accurate.
I currently like him, but I doubt he likes me. I sound like a total something-bad-and-rude because I keep liking and not liking him, but we have these gaps where we don't talk for a long time (plus I was also wavering between him and the guy). I just don't know what to do about this.
My mom loves him, my dad doesn't him, the rest of my dad's side of the family likes him, his younger sister ships us SO HARD (every time her or her friends see me they say they can't wait for us to get married so I can be her sister-in-law), my sister ships us, Alt ships us, my mom (who doesn't want me dating) said she would let me date, if it was him I was dating, I doubt his mom likes me, (I think) his older brother like me, and his dad likes me. Not many people like him at school, but his friends are really good people (and I wouldn't care how popular he was anyways!)
Just, I'm friends with his ex., and it would be SO AWKWARD if I told any of my friends that I liked him, so I'll just rant to you people and Alt instead :)
Sorry if this post bored you! I'm just really conflicted right now and writing out/ typing my issues helps me think. (Plus, I could use some support/advice)
Thank you for reading, lovelies!
-E
I've known Oliver since I was in second grade. That was the first time we were in the same class together. We weren't exactly friends though, until we both switched to the same school in fourth grade. He was the only person in my class that I knew. We stuck to each other like paper and glue until I started hanging out with these other two girls in my class. One of them became my best friend. (She is now one of the Semis. I'll talk about her in another post. Her name will be Ulta; she betrayed me the most. )
ANYWAYS
Oliver and I kind of drifted apart. We would still talk some, but we didn't depend on each other like we did for those first few weeks. Or, at least, I didn't depend on him.
Fifth grade- we have our classes together again. Except this time, we get closer than before. I had a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig crush on him. I didn't tell anyone, because at the time, I didn't trust anyone besides Alt (my cousin). (I'll get to THAT story later :)) I told her the whoooooooooole story. Oliver and I emailed each other 10-15 times PER DAY. We would play a game where we would spam each other with as many random emails and letters as possible- we called it the typing war. I was CRAAAAZY about him. Then, Christmas vacation came.
I was so upset because I didn't get to tell him goodbye before we left, so I decided to just email him when I got home. I didn't check my email the day before, so when I looked I saw that I only had five emails from him. All of them said something along the lines of "come see me in homeroom tomorrow." I replied with something like "Oops- sorry, What did you want to tell me?"
The next day Alt and the rest of my cousins came over, I took a minute to check an earlier email. He sent many emails of "IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.........." and "I can't do it" I replied with a "Just tell me!" He then replied, "DON"T FREAK OUT! i like you"
I was in shock. I was so scared, and nervous, but most of all, excited. I liked someone, and he liked me back! Of course, us being fifth graders, he asked if I liked him back. I didn't reply. He sent me ten more emails of "TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME..." and I stupidly said "I don't know" OF COURSE I KNEW! I WAS PRACTICALLY IN LOVE WITH HIM! He didn't email me at all during the rest of Christmas break except to send me and a few other friends a picture of him in his Christmas play. Naturally, I showed all of these emails to Alt. We screamed together and died. But I did not want to go to school- I knew he would want to talk to me, and I was not ready for that. At school, he continued asking me if I liked him. I kept saying "I don't know! I don't know!" I was terrified! I definitely wasn't allowed to date, and I just didn't trust anyone. I was worried that if I told him I liked him, my parents would find out, people would tease us for liking each other, or worst of all, we would be awkward with each other and we wouldn't be friends any more . Then came a school trip.
This was a sleep away trip on a barrier island- it was at a 4-H camp. It was, to this day, my favorite school trip. we could go to the beach between each class, and at night after dinner, as long as we had a chaperone with us. I went as much as I could. It was too cold to swim, and we couldn't bring swimsuits anyways because they're against the school dress code, but I still wanted to see the ocean and walk on the sand.
ANYWAYS
One night, I was waiting to go down to the beach with a couple friends (INCLUDING THE GUY!), when Oliver walked by. I asked if he wanted to join us, and I think a few of my friends guessed that I liked him. They were all ooohing and they told they chaperone that we liked each other. I was embarrassed, yet flattered at the same time because Oliver didn't say anything to contradict them. We all went down the boardwalk, and I was talking to Oliver.
We all walked to the water line and started scooping up water and sea foam to splash each other. The chaperone was really cool and let us do pretty much anything we wanted.
We stayed for about half an hour, and then some teachers came to take our picture. That picture is now in my fifth grade yearbook- we all looked so happy. I kept talking to Oliver, as we walked back to the rooms we were staying in. There was a big gazebo in the middle of the camp. We sat down, alone together. He asked me quietly if I liked him. I don't remember what I said, but whatever it was, he thought I liked him because of it. Then, the teachers made all of us run back to our rooms because it was late and we were supposed to be getting ready for bed.
When we got back home, he sent me an email saying how happy he was that I liked him- I said I never told him that I liked him. He seemed upset and said, "but you said you did on the trip!" And I said," no , I didn't. I sill don't know. "(I COMPLETELY LIKED HIM! I THOUGHT HE WAS PERFECT!) I continued with, "If I say I do like you, it will make us really awkward around each other. If I say no, you'll hate me. I don't want either of those things to happen." He said,"Say what you want to say!" Naturally, I didn't reply.
At school, he continued the hounding again. We would always walk in circles around the basketball court together. It got to the point one day where he asked me right as his class was going back inside the school. He was running towards his teacher and I just shouted, "YES!"
Nothing came from it. We didn't talk as much, until one day a few months later when he invited me to his house. We (very badly) played ping pong, jumped on his trampoline, and made bagels. I had so much fun. We didn't talk about liking each other.
A series of event summing up the next few years (in order of occurrence) :
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*He meets Alt- they become friends and we have long group chats
*He gets new girlfriend ( but I was ok with that because I didn't have a crush on him anymore)
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*Oliver and girlfriend break up
*Alt comes to visit and we invite him to come on a bike ride with us
*He meets my ENTIRE dad's side of the family on said bike ride, goes to my grandparents house, and goes to a TERRIBLE movie with half my family
*We talk in hallways at school
*I join Fangirl friend group
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*Oliver mentions his older brother's best friend to Alt and Alt wants to meet him
*Alt, Oliver, older brother's best friend, Alt and I's younger siblings, various other family members, and I go laser tagging together
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*I become good friends with Oliver's ex-girlfriend
*We don't hang out or talk at all (except when we carpooled) for a long time.
*We miraculously start talking again
*I go see Oliver and his brother perform "The Music Man" at their church
*Oliver and I talk quite a bit
TAH DAH
Throw in a few random "I like him again's" and that is completely accurate.
I currently like him, but I doubt he likes me. I sound like a total something-bad-and-rude because I keep liking and not liking him, but we have these gaps where we don't talk for a long time (plus I was also wavering between him and the guy). I just don't know what to do about this.
My mom loves him, my dad doesn't him, the rest of my dad's side of the family likes him, his younger sister ships us SO HARD (every time her or her friends see me they say they can't wait for us to get married so I can be her sister-in-law), my sister ships us, Alt ships us, my mom (who doesn't want me dating) said she would let me date, if it was him I was dating, I doubt his mom likes me, (I think) his older brother like me, and his dad likes me. Not many people like him at school, but his friends are really good people (and I wouldn't care how popular he was anyways!)
Just, I'm friends with his ex., and it would be SO AWKWARD if I told any of my friends that I liked him, so I'll just rant to you people and Alt instead :)
Sorry if this post bored you! I'm just really conflicted right now and writing out/ typing my issues helps me think. (Plus, I could use some support/advice)
Thank you for reading, lovelies!
-E